I skipped going to the gym this morning.
Had an awful night of sleep. Still awake by 3 AM, constantly waking up and then having trouble falling back asleep. It was not fun. There was despair.
So instead of getting up early to hit the gym before going out for the day, I slept in. This is, of course, a grave sin, and one of the worse crimes you can make against yourself.
And yet, visiting the gym in the evening instead, I had one of the best workouts I’ve had in weeks. It may not quite be redemption, but there’s hope for me yet.