Oh, this is when commitment gets difficult. I do not want to go to class this morning. It is wet, the wind is howling, and sleep was not a close friend.
I was up to see the sky turn from black, to deep blue, to fuzzy purple and now, to grey.
The lazy gremlins in my head are active – suggesting I could always take a PM class or just do yoga from home today. And while these are valid options, I know myself well-enough to guess that one excuse will turn into another – seriously risking the consistency in my 30 day challenge.
Sometimes just giving myself permission to skip out is enough to motivate me. We’ll see if the fog clears.
martinis and mantras 