I haven't seen my Personal Trainer in about a month. A string of reasons, but today: here I go again, try again, renew my commitment to physical activity.
It's funny: I know I need to work out but I feel lazy, pure and simple. I usually do not admit that (when it applies). I'm blogging so I remember I have a road of health to travel, that ultimately will not be as difficult as it is now.
I have requested that my trainer be hard on me... so I can do what I need to do.
My discipline ebbs and flows. I need to be told to do it and to be held to my goals.