As I was leaving for work this morning my car broke down. The first thing that came to mind was "how am I going to get to my pool this afternoon." It was not concern over the price the mechanic is going charge, or panic that I was going to be late into work. Is this some sort of weird sickness? I can't really get much slower, so can I really justify worrying about missing a workout?
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As painful as it is to work out, and as bad as I am at it, I still look forward to it each day. I am having a blast.
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