Just keep on keeping on

On my way to the subway this afternoon, I realized that I didn't want to go to the gym. Not that I wanted to do something else, or that I disliked the idea of exercise: it was a general "don't want to" reaction to doing anything. So I went anyway: it's not as though I especially wanted to turn around and sit on the couch with a book, either. Just general stress.

The workout itself went pretty well, though I think it would have been smoother if I'd been calmer. But that'll take time, and more information.

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