Small goal accomplished: Work out four days this week. Two days of cardio , two days of strength.
For some reason when I accomplish something that will stay accomplished, I tend to string together curse words in a victorious fashion.
Like, 'F*ck YEAH motherf*ckers. Done THAT, b*tches. Unh.'
Feels pretty good. Unlike dishes and laundry, my work outs for this week are DONE. Now I just need to be disciplined when it comes to eating. Woo, metabolism...you rotten beast.