Staying on the Wagon

There will always be times for anyone who tries to stick to a plan where one feels a strong urge to dive straight into the beautiful pool of hedonism and disregard everything else. It's human nature. I was lying in the bathtub full of bubbles, falling asleep and thinking about how I was going to somehow, without standing up or getting cold, miraculously zap myself straight into my bed. And then the nagging thought "you still need to do 30 ab wheel reps before you can go to bed!" popped into my head. How long does it take me to do 30 of those? About 2 minutes, maybe less. Yet, I found myself attempting to talk myself out of doing it and I had a lot of good reasons too. Like, I'm really sore today. One time skipping it won't make any difference. I'm tired. But then the little cartoon angel on my shoulder pulled out a hammer and hit me right between the eyes and I realized what I was doing. And then my own mind scared me and I was afraid I would sabotage myself from reaching my goals, especially when it's tough, like today, where I had to do yoga because I was too sore to go to class this morning. And I had to do a lot of modifications in my Shred workout. I just wasn't feeling strong and damn, that bubble bath hit the spot. So in my fear of self-sabotage, I realized I needed a back-up cartoon angel on my shoulder in case this one takes a nap. And that angel is chocolate. Yes, one of my favorite substances of all substances. Can you believe I need to bribe MYSELF? Freud would have had a great time with my brain. Anyway, I am only going to allow myself a small piece of chocolate after each workout I complete. I cannot think of a more brilliant plan, since it's common knowledge that without chocolate, I just don't want to exist. Plus, that will keep me from eating TOO much chocolate. I can only win here! I'm proud to say that I got out of the bath, did my 30 ab reps, and ate my piece of chocolate.