Failure is opportunity in disguise.
For some strange reason, after working 12 hours on Saturday I went to bed thinking “oh I have one more day to exercise before I miss my weekly goal”
My wife reminded me on Sunday that Sunday is the 1st day of the week. That painful fact led me to realize I had missed my goal for the week. Sadly my 3 month goal starts over now.
The whole time I was working out on Sunday I was thinking about how I was such an idiot for missing Saturday, and Friday I had the time, I had the equipment so that I didn’t have to run in the rain,but I just put it off. Well I Can’t beat myself up for it. The truth is that I have been doing so well for more than a month I didn’t miss a week. What I am getting out of this is not the reward that I am getting if I successfully complete 3 months of not missing a week. The whole reason I am doing this is to bring life to my lungs again, to make my heart accustomed to strain and maybe, just maybe, help me to live longer and or feel better.
I wanted to loose my gut, and I am still going to do that.
The Goal stays the same 3 months of at least 2 workouts per week starting over now.
But the reward for the last month is more energy and better endurance.
Tonight I spend 35 minutes on the elliptical machine and curled 40# 35-reps. (don’t laugh they were fast reps 
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