I had a lousy sleep last night,making up every few hours, so when I dragged myselfe out of bed this morning, I really didn't feel like working out, especially my legs. Part of working out is developing a mental toughness to deal with situations like this. You have to get your mind right and work out, even when you're not in the mood. So I did.
It was a tough workout. I sweated profusely, did my share of huffing and puffing, and grunted and groaned throughout. But when it was over, I was really happy that I had exercised. Sometimes, I think that days like this are as important as days when everything goes well and you lift heavy. It's always a good day when you beat your excuses.
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