Sunday I went shopping and chilled. Did nothing really, especially no working out.
Monday was the toughest mental challenge yet...to force myself to get into the gym. Just walk the 16 steps. Go from my front door, down the elevator and into the seat of the exercise bike. I mean really, how hard is that? Terribly hard when all you want to do is go to bed at 8pm.
But I did. 22 minutes on the bike. 22 minutes free weight and exercise ball strength training. Hugh! (imagine an emphatic gutteral exclaimation, something like a muscle bulging meat head might make).
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