I’m getting really sick of my own excuses, so you must be getting really sick of them, too.
I feel like I’ve read a ton of posts lately about exercising despite being busy, and I’ve hung my head in shame after reading every one of them. I’m not too busy to work out.
Tina wrote about how she used to work 9-5, take night classes, work part-time and stillÂ found time to work out.
Lauren wrote about making herself a morning runner.
Ashley wrote about her seven tips for making working out easier.
I stumbled upon an old post from Emily about a day she coached Girls on the Run before work, went to work, ran 16 miles after work and still made it to happy hour.Â (Yeah, Emily’s my idol. And I got tired just reading that post.)
The president and First Lady
haveÂ make time to work out.
So my excuses? Null and void.
Theodora, STFU and work out. No gimmicks, no challenges, just going to keep working at it and do what I need to do and stop bitching.