As I wait for my body's internal clock to synchronize with the one on my bedside table I can't help but take stock of my weaknesses. I prided myself on my ability to wake up before the shrilly buzzer. I had energy to rise out of bed and go to the gym in the predawn hour. Today, no.
And then I get to work and look at myself in the mirror. Lately, I'm not seeing someone being the best person he could be. I've always had a complex about my weight since being a young fat lad, but this bullshit is ridiculous and has to stop.
I have the determination and willpower of ten men. I can do anything I want. Nothing in life is unattainable. Nothing.
The funk stops here.
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