5 days a week for a year now.  I’ve missed only a handful of workouts.  I wake up every morning in the 5am hour, take a deep breath and push myself out of bed.  Too driven to not go to the gym, but I listen to the “inner wuss” enough where I am willing to sit there for a few minutes and contemplate not going.  On Tuesday and Thursday I workout with the trainers at ASI on Patewood, but on the other days, i go to a gym.  I would be more likely to miss a day that I don’t have a trainer.  I tell myself that if I miss a day due to pain or soreness, I’ll be more in pain the next day.  In many ways, that is true.  I  don’t workout on weekends.  Those are the days I use to heal up my body.  Yet, those days consist of activities that require me to use my body. Last weekend I helped move my neighbor, this weekend I have about 2 hours of yard work that I need to get taken care of.  Not complaining, just feeling run down and could use a break.  Yet, the more I workout, the better I feel about my body.  Ahh this double edged sword….

My goal for Father’s day?  To do as little as possible.  The reality?  Who knows! lol