Weights, weights, weights

You know you were successful at a workout when two days later you're still feeling the burn.  Sunday morning I went full throttle with a bicep and tricep routine that kicked my ass but also inspired me to want to keep at it.  It's funny how pain like that can actually be addicting.  I took a long break from weight training and every passing day I went without it made it harder and harder to start up again.  Finally something in me just snapped and said, dude, you've gotta just push yourself and do this thing.  Now I hope I've arrived at a place where I can't imagine more than a few days going by without a tough workout.  Getting up in the morning when it's cold and dark makes it very difficult to want to exercise but I think overcoming that kind of challenge is something that is going to give me the pride and satisfaction I really need.  Because this whole thing is about more than just staying active and molding myself a summer body.  It's about defeating those demons I like to call laziness and lack of discipline.  I know I can beat them but it's going to have to start with getting out of bed when the alarm clock goes off.  If I can do that one simple thing, life can only get better for me.