At 7:45am, my brother texts me: Are you training?
At 7:46am, I wake up.
I have fallen off the wagon in a major way but I am determined to get back on as of NOW.
I had a discouraging week; I thought I lost a few dreams, but then I had a dream last night.
A dream that encouraged me not to give up.
To not let the circumstances of the past nor those of the present limit the possibilities of my future.
So am I training?
Today I am.
And tomorrow will be a battle, just like today.
Each day is its own battle.
But today I fight this one.
One day at a time.
No excuses.
No regrets.
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