I don’t remember going to sleep last night. It had to have been pretty early since I woke up before dawn. I had plans to continue to lay in bed, but my body was up and ready to do something. It’s been a while since I’ve felt that type of energy and that early in the morning while still being stateside. Daylight’s Savings Time has taken some time to adjust to. Or maybe that was all in my head..
Whatever the case, I threw on my shoes and grabbed my beats. I walked until I was sore. Until the number of the scale made me so angry, that I increased my pace until I got tired. Three miles. Three more than I’ve walked in the past few weeks because I shamelessly now live a sedentary lifestyle. It was cool this morning since Louisiana is kinda in limbo and waiting for Spring to really show its face. My thoughts had been bothering me since Friday, but the cool air on my face helped to quiet my mind a bit. My mental and physical anguish left me with every step that I took. It felt really good. So good that I can’t wait for Monday and the rest of the week.
It’s true that starting is the hardest part. The mere thought of waking up early on the weekends to do anything physical before dawn left me exhausted on a Tuesday. But when you start, you just want to do more and more often. I literally exercised the entire day — squats, lunges, planks, etc until my body couldn’t take anymore. It’s strange, but I’m loving it and all the energy it brings.
Now let’s pray this motivation doesn’t dwindle anytime soon.
P.S.: I attempted to make homemade peanut butter cookies today, but I didn’t have enough peanut butter. I decided on oatmeal cookies but then realized I only had bread flour. Thinking there wasn’t a difference, the cookies were disgusting. But I’d like to think the Universe was just looking out for me, knowing I didn’t need those damn cookies anyway. So I settled for kiwis. They taste better anyway.