Up and dressed in my workout clothes. Just ate a light but healthy breakfast, jump-started my day with a large mug of fully leaded coffee. My iPod is charged, I’ve replied to the morning emails that required attention, and I’m ready to go.
Just one problem. All I want to do is crawl back into bed.
Goddammit! I refuse to start my week this way. Get. Up. One foot in front of the other. Get in the car and drive.
But I don’t feel like it.
Tough. Do it anyway. You’ll feel better.
(grumble) All right, all right.
For the next three weeks, I @#$%ing hate Mondays as much as everyone else.