I tried to figure out what happened. How did an entire month pass without my setting foot in the gym? What happened to my moment?
Reality check...there is no such moment; no perfect time to go to the gym for me. This perfection is an illusion. It was a figment of my imagination and the companion of my procrastination.
Lesson for today: I choose the moments, I don't wait for them to happen.
And so I begin again. It's the top of the month and my bags are packed for the gym. And I am ready to choose my moment. I will update you at the end of March on how it goes. Wish me luck y'all!