Damn, damn, and damn again!!!

Ok, Tuesdays are exceptionally bad for me to workout.

Tuesday's workout consisted of me oversleeping and forgetting to pack my gear, then blowing off working out in the evening.

Today's workout consisted of me just blowing off working out.  I didn't forget to pack the gear--I consciously chose not to.

Tomorrow I have a very special guest coming into town, so I won't be working out.

I might work out Friday.  And, of course, I say that with the same amount of certainty that I say "Jupiter might smash into the Earth on Friday."

Saturday holds real promise of a workout...  as does my chances of making it big at Carnegie Hall.

 

This might be a lost week.