After a bitch of a day at work, I had my second "new project" workout with my trainer. My plan is this - no matter how bad it is, I won't bitch. He tells me to do it, and I do. If I can't do it, I take a rest and try again.
He seems to like this approach.
Everything aches right now, but that's just how it is.
At least I have a four day weekend coming up. Which I have to spend working out, and writing, and surreptitiously taking care of work stuff so I don't come back to absolute chaos.
You know, when I gave up TV, I assumed that it would free up some time. But I have had so much less free time than before. How the hell is that even possible?
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