I find myself in my mind using those words to describe my feelings towards exercise. I avoid it... I dread it, I fear the pain that it will bring to me.
And then I finally make myself change into the exercise clothes, pull the treadmill out and open it up and use it.
And I wind up feeling enjoyment, relief that I have gotten it done for the day, and calmness that I overcame the urge to avoid it.
Now if I could only apply that same reasoning to the mountain of laundry waiting to be folded, or the little girls bedroom that needs to be cleaned. lol!
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