When I woke up today, I DID NOT want to go to the gym. I looked for anything and everything to do besides going to the gym. Then, I finally talked myself into going. It was a little voice in my head that said, "You have to." So I did. I feel so much better about it too. I learned today that the hardest part about working out at the gym is NOT the work out, it's the motivation to go.
Once I was there, I felt really good. I had an amazing work out, I pushed myself, and I left the gym feeling empowered and I also felt really good about myself.
On a side note: Why do people stick their gum in the cup holders on the treadmill? That's disgusting people!
