It's the third week . . . the workouts have changed. Getting up at 4:15 am is hard now. I try not to psych myself out in the mornings. You just can't overthink it. I'd kind of just get up moving, mad sometimes at the world and thinking I am crazy, but I'm moving. Finding the motivation is hard, even though you feel better and stronger. Some days you're just not mentally strong. Today, there was a workout I really didn't want to do. I was agitated. Without giving it away, it was one of those workouts in which I had trouble getting into a rhythm. So that made it hard for me to zone out.

I'm sharing this with you, so that you know that I am human. I may talk a lot about mental and physical strength. I think it's beautiful outdoors to see the midnight blue of the morning. and a sky of stars I feel I rarely see so bright in this smog laden city. But . . . that's just me. I honestly enjoy challenging myself, and I am probably somewhat of a romantic. That doesn't mean I don't feel the pain. The nausea feeling came back again in week 3.

Sometimes I just want to know what I'm made of. If you knew me, it may all make sense. Please share your thoughts on this question: What is the best part about challenging yourself?