Things had been going so well.
We were together three to four days a week, and it felt so good.
All my stress from work would just melt away with every rotation of the stationary bike's wheels.
I would be high on the sense of accomplishment you get from working out.
I'm not sure where we went wrong, but me and the gym are having problems.
Or maybe it's just me -- again.
It appears that I'm the one who can't decide if they want to be in this relationship.
I'll be OK for a week or two, then I have doubts.
Well, not doubts, but excuses for not going. Whether it's work, sleep, an appointment, an errand or something else, I can always find some reason to neglect the relationship.
If I enjoy it so much, why do I keep giving up on it?
Anybody? Newman? Someone? Does anyone know why this happens? I can't be the only one.
No, you're not the only one who has that problem. My main excuse has ended so I'm back at it again. Hopefully this time for good!