Tonight, in typical Tuesday fashion, I was tired and didn’t want to do anything after school.
6:25 rolled around. Time to get ready. I trudged to my closet to find a clean pair of workout leggings. I searched pockets and purses for my heart rate monitor... I know I put it somewhere so that it would be easy to find, so why can’t I find it? I cursed myself. I laced up my pink sneakers and forced myself to the gym.
When I got there, the upbeat music, positive words from the coach, and overall energy of the gym shook me out of my Tuesday slump.
As I high-fived the instructor on the way into class, I thought, “Getting this far is already a victory!”