From the moment I packed and put my gym bag in my car this morning I didn't really want to go. That feeling followed me all day long. When it was time to leave work, I still didn't want to go.
So Amy made a deal with me, that I had to text her when I got to the gym, she had to text me when she went to the pool tonight. So I went, and I did.
For some reason tonight I just dragged my feet through my workout. I did a quick 13 minute run on the treadmill to warm up before hitting the weight machines. That was the longest 13 minutes of my life, I felt like that run would never end. I just don't get it because not quite two months ago I ran for over 2 hours and did a 1/2 marathon! Today it was a struggle to get through it.
Oh well, I went, I did it, I conquered.
I weigh in tomorrow, and for some reason I feel like I didn't do too great this week. Only the scale will tell.