I’m a tough-love type gal. I apply it to myself and others. I have high expectations, but I will fight for you- for YOU- just as fiercely. AND I apply the same rules for myself.
Today- running for 60 minutes- I don’t care the distance, just 60 minutes, no stopping. I don’t feel like it; I’ve been procrastinating for ~2 hours. I was planning to go at 11, it’s already 1:15, and I have an event this afternoon, so I am literally out of time. And it’s windy, and it’s overcast, and I feel so tired… but I’m still going. I’ll be out there with Crazy (AKA., Max) in the next 15 minutes.
No one cares. Keep going.
