I had to fight the urge to press the snooze button this morning. I slept late last night reading on the Romanov sisters (I am fascinated by their lost lives), so I felt sluggish at 5:00 AM. I had to drag myself to prepare for my workout. I drove to the park and began my routine. It was easier said than done, especially when my mind was still in my book. I then worked it on the dance floor, until I got the hang of it. An hour and a half flew by and before I knew it, my workout was done.
I was happy that my willpower has won over my laziness today. Deciding to workout on a drizzling holiday morning was not an easy choice, but it was the healthier option as opposed to sleeping in. Whenever I feel like pressing the snooze button, I contemplate on the regret I will later feel. It is enough for me to seize the morning and sweat it out. After all, there is nothing like dancing like nobody's watching to jumpstart my holiday.