Hate to admit it, but I was VERY negative about this whole diet/exercise thing this morning. Those negative internal thoughts were coming at me full speed, but I just kept putting one foot in front of the other.
A big thanks to my husband, Russ, who said, "Come on, let's go!" Without him, I may have backed out of going to the gym that we just joined yesterday. Instead, about 30 minutes into the workout, I started thinking, "I could get addicted to coming here."
We all need someone to hold us accountable for the goals we set for ourselves. Do you have an accountability partner? Tell me your story!
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