GOOSE EGGS!

So this week has been rough. I have developed two goose egg sized GOOSE EGGS on my workout schedule. This is my official sophomore slump. I did manage to squeeze a mile out of myself on Tuesday just to prove I haven't given up yet. I resembled Dennis Doyle in training. He's the infamous marathon runner of "Run, Fatboy, Run." Today is Saturday and I hope that I can find some energy in this rhythmic and lulling snowy day of humming snowplows and struggling vehicles on the hills of Pennsylvania. I'm full of excuses at the moment why I just have no time whatsoever, but the goose eggs definitely bring on a sense of dissapointment in myself. I'm looking for the strength. Where did I put it down?