Day 3 - under protest

Really didn't want to come home after a 12 hour shift and do any sort of exercising or moving.  And then I remembered that I not only promised to do this daily but I also actually know someone in real life who knows about this and I didn't want to face her if I skipped a day... especially since I know she went home and worked out after HER 12 hour shift *coughsharoncough*

So it's HER fault that I now feel pretty damn proud of myself, even if my picture doesn't reflect that.

 

I did 2 miles on the Dreadmill, more running than walking this time but still pretty slowly.

I may not be smiling but I AM glad I did it.  If I hadn't, I know I would have spent the next few days making excuses and beating myself up.  Now I don't have to do that and I proved to myself that I am strong enough to stick to something so important to me.

So thank you Sharon...this one's for you :)