- The guilt I used to feel after not exercising for a few days
- My low, sluggish energy by 3pm
- The story in my head that “I just can’t stick with anything”
- Comparing myself to women who never miss a workout
- Trying every workout to food or weight
I didn’t start exercising daily to “go harder.”
I just took my weekly needs and broke them down into daily ‘bite sized’ chunks.
Because I needed more rhythm.
I needed something that grounded me.
That gave back more than it took.
That met me in my mess and helped me keep moving forward.
Daily movement didn’t just help me physically.
It healed the pressure, the perfectionism, and the disconnect.
