I didn’t even look at the temperature this morning. I know it is cold, I know there are wind chill factors going on. I am not sure I am conscious. I just got to the gym.
It felt like sleep-walking, the “am I really here, doing this?” experience.
And it also felt like this is exactly what I am supposed to be doing.
So, another day, another work-out. If I had gold stars, I would put one on the calendar.
I’m feeling like I need a reward for my accomplishments this week. Something non-food.
The sky was a beautiful deep pink on the eastern horizon as the sun was rising on my way out of the gym.
That beauty was kind of a reward. I never would have seen that if I would have stayed home this morning.
(deep sigh)
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