The more I work out the better I feel. Really. Saturday I got up early and went to the gym. Then when I came home my mother surprised me and came over for a walk. Which reminds me of a weight loss technique someone once told me about.
What it's called is mystery work out. What it is is basically you have a partner who is supposed to meet you to work out somewhere, like a park or whatever, at a certain time. The only thing is that you never know what day they are coming on so you feel obligated to go every day because you don't want to miss them. Or you can ask them to randomly show up at your house sometime like what my mom did yesterday. It worked out nicely because yesterday was a beautiful day for a long walk.
Today I didn't want to work out. I did.. until I got into a car accident. I was so bummed out. It really put a damper on my day. A minor fender bender but I felt sore and I couldn't figure out if it was accident related or workout related. So I opted for a rest day. I went and got my bike out of my parents garage and brought it over to my apartment so I can use it on the next really nice day.
Tomorrow it's back to business.
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