This morning, I didn't go. First time I've actually skipped my gym workout. I've missed before, but usually due to an outside force pushing against me or I was on a mini-vacation. This time, I hit snooze when the alarm went off, then the second time I turned it off, grabbed my phone, texted my workout partner, and canceled.
I didn't get to bed until 2:30 or so last night, and I was *tired*.
I've also got quite a bit of stuff at work - we've got a big release coming out and the pressure's on to start hitting homeruns in 2009. Fair enough. So I wanted to get some sleep and be sharp for work rather than go to the gym. Which, in all honesty is true, but *feels* like an excuse. So... I skipped.
I have a commitment tonight so I can't go to the gym directly after work, but depending on when I'm done I'd like to either get there or get a walk in. Something. Pushups perhaps. Point being, even though I skipped, I want to hold myself accountable. I need to hold myself accountable. And I need to make it up to me.