I did not do much Christmas Eve Eve. I have been under the weather, and I mostly stayed in bed. The pool was out. The open road was out. The gym was out. Later, around 6:00 p.m. I dragged out to Plate City to try for a mile on the dreadmill. The TV was the trick. I was able to endure and keep the streak alive at 81 now.
My weight is still too high. My strength is still too low. My motivation is still right in the center. Maybe I will really get it together and bust out some good times in 2022. Maybe. Let's hope. Let's train. Let's believe.
No comments:
Post a Comment