Day Three

I have decided that me plus the weekend does not, and never will, equal motivation. Today, I did nothing. I did not hit off the tee. I did not run on the treadmill. I did not even do some measly wrist rolls. And I do not have a single slightly decent excuse. I won't try to make excuses like I did yesterday. I failed, it's as simple as that. But, I have forgiven myself. I've decided that since the main part of my plan was the waking up early before school then my lack of practice this weekend isn't a true failure. I've decided that weekends are supposed to be a break and therefore, it's okay that maybe I didn't do my best these past couple days. Tomorrow, I will set my alarm and I will wake up at an ungodly hour. Hopefully I will get out of bed, go down to the garage, and practice softball. If this doesn't happen tomorrow, then I failed. But as of today and this weekend, it's not a failure. It's simply a break in my plan.