Why is it that the idea of running excites me but when I actually get home and put on my gym clothes... I feel like a sloth!?
The idea of jump roping until I pass out makes me feel thinner, but when I go to jump rope, there never seems to be a good place to do it. There's no room, it's raining...
When I go to the gym, the treadmills and elipticals are all taken. I weightlift while I wait. When I see someone get off the machine, another person slips on before I can get over there to claim the machine.
I run around the yard with my dog and then I trip in a pothole. The next time we go out I just watch her run.
I promise my pup that we will go running... I have a headache... my stomach hurts... there's always a reason not to go...
I think I lost my motivation... If anyone sees it....... I need it back..... I think.....
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