I blew day one.
Day two isn’t much better.
Day one coincided with extension deadline day, and I worked a long day. I did not get up early (like I intended) to do any working out for the 30 Day Challenge, and I did not do it when I got home.
Because I sucked.
It’s now 4:08 on day two. I did the warm up.
After I finished dying, I did some of the workout.
And died more.
I am a wuss.
I’m going to keep working on this! I do not want to be a wuss!
Julia? She’s not a wuss. Her JOB is to kick my butt. She’s doing a fine job of it.
I *CAN* do this, even if I can’t do everything Julia wants me to do. I can do some exercise, and get healthier.
First, though? I’m gonna get another glass of water.