That's how I'm thinking of this weekend: the last lull in training. I was going to rent a bike and do a 15-mile ride here in Atlanta today, but for various reasons it just didn't work out. It could have, if I were super-motivated - just like how I'd work out today if I were super-motivated - but something about travel always makes me want to be lazy. Maybe if I traveled constantly, it would (by necessity) be different. But I only travel a few times a year so I tend to spend the non-work minutes of the trip just being a sloth.
Anyway, I decided that next week will be when I start being tough on myself. As in tomorrow. No excuses, no laziness, nothing but self-discipline and hard work, every day. I can do it, when I want to. I will totally be an animal, for serious.
But not today. Today I just want to sit in the sunshine and then read on the plane. All while nursing my sore abdominal muscles because man, those core exercises are not playing around.