Even a champ falls down. I fell down in a big way today. Just had a bad case of poppy pants all day and skipped my workout because of it. I wasn't going to go to the gym and have a crap workout.
I'll see if when I wake tomorrow and see the mirror I believe what I see. I need to, damn it. I'm going to.
I'm the little engine that could. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can.
Why do I torture myself? Am I not beyond this?
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