The alarm goes off. My blurry eyes look around the dark room. I wish I could go back to sleep. I don't go back to sleep. Shoes are hiding. Where are my shoes? I wish I could go back to sleep. Somehow I am sitting on the edge of my bed. Do not go back to sleep. I get a text saying it's time to exercise. Getting a quick drink of water, I wish one more time for more sleep as I walk out my front door and down the street to my friend's house to exercise.
And that is how I begin my day most days of the week. The struggle is so real.
Slow moving mornings ... I hear you. Sometimes, it's our dog clipclopping in the hallway wood floors who gets me moving.
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Good for you for sticking with it. I love the honesty of this piece it's short and to the point and so relatable.
ReplyDeleteYou are such a badass for getting up before work to get your exercise on. I can barely get up in time to make it to work, let alone be productive beforehand. Once again, you are my hero.
ReplyDeleteHere is my day 4 post: http://joolimammoth.blogspot.com/2017/03/my-day-as-celebrity.html
Sorry I'm behind on keeping my promise to comment every day. I've had some problems commenting from my phone and then forget when I'm back on my computer.
ReplyDeleteExercise is a constant struggle for me. I almost always enjoy it once I get started, but taking those first steps seems almost impossible many days. I'm glad you have a friend to help hold you accountable and keep you going.