There is a fine line between when to push and when to quit, and I have a history of trampling it. Going on three weeks now, I have gotten up every weekday morning and gotten on the treadmill or went to the gym. Today I just wasn't feeling it. In the past, I would have pushed anyway despite the fact that I have to work today. I would have pushed until it was time to pay the piper (at which point I probably would have collapsed on the treadmill and been ejected into a wall). Today though, I went back to bed.
I realized that it's not about never missing a day. It's about listening to my body and doing what I can to make it healthy. Sometimes you just have to let yourself sleep long enough that you have the energy to carpe that diem. Look at me being all balanced. Now I'm off to work with my lunch already packed. #killing it
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