TGIF

I don't often look forward to the end of the week. I usually fell Friday as valid and energized as Tuesday (no one truly looks to Monday with eager anticipation). Today however I am ready for the weekend to begin. Something about that first week of jumping into an exercise and fitness plan.  Eagerly awaiting physical changes, anxious about the impending sore muscles and stiffness.

While I am pleased with the progress made this week I wonder ... about every thing that will come along and attempt to side track me. My motivation and purpose is simply me.
I want to succeed:
I want to run a half marathon.
I want to lose 40 pounds and
I want to lower my cholesterol.
Feeling fit and being able to bend over,
to tie my shoes without discomfort.
Moving gliding and travelling distances
on foot, enjoying every step.
To see my daughter and eventually
play with grandchildren when the time arrives.
Make love to my wife with being embarrassed
by my spare tire and love handles.

Today was weight lifting partially disrupted by a personal matter that was resolved.

TGIF and TGI over.