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Tomorrow starts 4x/week. I'm signed up for Mon/Tues/Wed/Fri.  This will be my 4th week of consistent exercise and my first week of 4x/week.  I feel like a switch has been flipped. I freakin' cleaned 140# last Friday. I have bruises on my collar bone to remind me of my achievement and I just want to keep trying. What else can I do?? I shared this with my wod partner Kate and she said "see you in the morning."  I'd normally think well, maybe now is my time and I'm gonna stick with it and it's gonna be amazing and then I fail and give up. So maybe I need to change my perspective. I'm motivated for tomorrow and that's all I need right now. I'm excited to go. It's not a chore to get up in the morning. I'm anxious to go to see how much I can lift. And I'm motivated to make good food choices tomorrow cause I know I'll be able to lift that much heavier if I do. And that's fun. It's science. I'm excited to have to prep my foo...

My plan was two times this week.  I planned to go Monday and Tuesday morning.  I slept through Minday and hated myself. And I slept through Tuesday and decided to go Wednesday. I made it Wednesday morning and as I was walking out my coach asked if I was coming tomorrow.  I said no, but I might Friday.  Within 5 minutes of each other my workout partner and accountabilibuddy texted me about Friday's wod. So I set my alarm. And I went. So I met goal of two times this week. It's all about sticking to the overall goal even if you miss a few plans along the way.  Next week is three times per week. I'm shooting for M/W/F.  

Cause everyone needs a theme song! http://youtu.be/6eNyL8xkiDI

Happy birthday, America!!  I've had several blog post ideas floating around in my head, but after yesterday I'd like to post about my day. I went to work while most everyone else had the day off for the holiday.  I don't mind going to work, I care for a family with children with special needs and their grandparents.  I went swimming.  It was an easy day.  But, I was feeling down. I received a text message from my sister in law that said "one day at a time."  At the moment she sent it, I was beating myself up for missing my morning wod.  I had just come in from walking the dog, so she reminded me that hey, you got a walk in. I went throughout my day, still feeling gloomy but trucking through.  My husband posted adorable pictures of my son at the zoo and I felt bad for missing Mommy time.  Oh, and my Aunt Flo is coming for a visit soon so you can imagine my female hormones were all over the place as well. Then I text my coach.  We'...