that time I fell off a stationary bike

I got up at 6:45 to go to the gym this morning. At least, my alarm went off. I laid in bed until 7, trying to decide whether or not to get up. Finally, my smarter self told my lazy-ass self to "Just do it!" ... and I went.


Man, did it feel good. 


I would have stayed there for another hour if I could have, but 8:35 classes don't leave much time for anything in the mornings. 


And I may have fallen off the stationary bike (a feat I didn't think was humanly possible - thank God there were only two older men in the entire gym), but I will be back there tomorrow. I've worked too hard on being healthy to waste it.