If the elevator of success is out, use the stairs, one step at a time. -Joe Girard
I did walk down the stairs this morning, completed my workout, and then walked back up them again. So far this ~inspirational~ quote is truthful but I am yet to be inspired. Maybe tomorrow?
Day 1 began today
I am trying to get my body ready to wake up at ungodly hours. I need this to become a habit and quick. So even though I had an easy first day (no running, no elliptical, no bootcamp) I set my alarm for 4:45 and 5:00 am.
I don’t know why I need 2 alarms but I am positive I anger my husband daily with the flurry of beeps and the inevitable snooze button for both alarms (why yes I am that jerk).
Today since I only had to do 30 squats I did not even bother to change out of my pyjamas. I just wandered downstairs, sleep still in my eyes, and did my 30 squats without falling over. Ten of each (wide, shoulder-width, and narrow) were completed and I glanced at my stove and decided to got back to bed and set the alarm again.
I would like to apologise to my husband for my addiction to multiple alarms but it would be a blatantly insincere apology.
Instead to my husband, you married me; you are stuck with me.