Well, last night with all the craziness of the day, I had ZERO desire to go downstairs and exercise, but Michael encouraged me, and together we were able to accomplish a full routine for me and more than 20 minutes on the treadmill for him.
Today I went to Fairfax to work my butt off and try to get some paperwork filed before the end of the performance year on 9/28, and we stayed in Fairfax for dinner and wound up getting home at 8:30 after running a couple of errands in F'burg. Neither one of us felt like doing a damned thing, but we suited up and started going at 8:45 and both of us managed to finish again.
Even when neither of us feels like doing anything, it's like we're daring each other to be the first to say "Let's not do it tonight." So consequently we wind up exercising anyway. There are worse ways to get motivated.
1 year ago
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