I was supposed to get up at 5:30 and go swim at 6:30 this morning. I didn't fall asleep till 5:00 so I said I'll go at lunch.
I was supposed to swim at 11:30. But bathing dogs and running errands when the stores were open and Jeff had time took precedence, so I missed it again.
Why am I so dedicated when it comes to everything else and so bad at getting to the pool? Especially when that's where I need to work the hardest?
Limited availability of swim hours is part of it...a bit of fear (about people making fun of me, about having a lousy workout, etc) is still part of it...GAH!!!