This is one of those days where I didn’t have time to plan, didn’t have time to write and didn’t have time to train. It happens, unfortunately, especially because I’m not ultimately focused on any singular pursuit.
I want to train — but I also want to do well at work. Tonight, we have Maundy Thursday services, and ultimately that meant more than the gym. Do I love that? No, but life’s tasks have variable importance sometimes.
It’s Holy Week. The gym can wait. There’s many more weeks in the year, and I plan on hitting most of them with a vengeance.