pissed.
I’m mad at myself. Today was the perfect day to go out for a run. Hurricane Irene was over, it was breezy, sunny, and cool outside. I need motivation and I swore to myself I would go out for a run. Doing this gets me nowhere. I watched a movie indoors and ate beef jerky and granola bars. I could have spent my time making myself feel better. The workouts kill but the feeling after is amazing. I need to focus on that more than anything.







