I wake up each morning with a fight going on inside my head. Almost as if I am two people.
"I need to get up and exercise"
"but I am so tired, and I have so much to do today. I just don't have time."
"but I feel so much better when I do"
"Abby is going to make it fun again, wanting to be picked up or trying to crawl up on the treadmill"
"I have 40lbs to lose. That isn't just going to fall off"
"I know...I know. But I have so much to do"
"Thats true. I guess you could do it tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow, right. I knew you'd see it my way"
