Painting 50

I Stayed up late last night because my son had a late baseball game. I still woke up at 5am this morning to go to the gym. My brain hated me for only getting 5 1/2 hours of sleep. It tried to convince me, even on the drive to the gym, that I should just stay home. My body told me to go home halfway through my workout. I didn’t listen to my body. Which is funny because I never have listened to my body.

So I finished my workout and decided to record my thoughts at 630am. In the parking lot of my gym. That’s how I roll.