WILL. POWER.
WILL POWER IS LIMITED... It's a lot like a sprint. Everybody can go all out for 2 seconds, some for 10 seconds, others for 30 seconds, a handful for a minute. But eventually, that will power is gone and so are all our plans for victory.
Finding the peanut butter cups in the cupboard today was a sign. A sign that I know my weakness, and Surfergirl's hiding skills need sharpening.
Hiding my kryptonite isn't the only thing I do.
I prep my clothes and bottles and lights and bike the night before, knowing this will eliminate the magnetic pull of my blanky when it's dark and cold and early.
I commit to the crew that I'll be on the corner at 5:50am, knowing how fun it is to ride with them... and the shame of sleeping in.
I put the pull up bar in the bathroom door jam instead of out in the garage - she's not thrilled with this.
The weights and Bosu ball are in the family room where calling to me - also not popular.
Going to the front of the group ride repeatedly until I blow ain't fun, but it's the only way I can do intervals... I have zero interest in doing them alone.
What are your tricks?
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