Crunch: The Hardest Part
The hardest part, to me, is just getting out the door. Whatever I’m doing, be it swimming, running, lifting weights, or something else, if I can get all the way out my front door, I’m usually good to go. It was not this hard growing up. Even when I had to get up at four-thirty in the morning to be on the pool deck by five, working out didn’t typically feel like a struggle, exactly. It was more like a gut-check.