I hate exercise…
I hate exercise…
I don’t like getting up and going to the gym every day. In fact, I fucking hate it most of the time. There’s nothing fun about waking up before the sun rises and getting out of my warm comfy bed, where my husband is always holding on to me, trying to prolong that one last moment of cuddling before I start my day. I don’t like changing into my sports gear, and braving the often wet, cold morning weather as I head to my car. I dislike the how exhausting the first few pulls on a rower feel, Read more “I hate exercise…”