"You're a Failure." - Bitch Voice
I failed. I failed #75HARD. I failed on Day 3 and allowed my "bitch voice" to diminish me for the past three days. To say I've been increasingly bitter and hard on myself if an understatement; I actually brought myself to a heaving, sobbing mess in the shower this morning. Remember when I mentioned that I was a bit fatigued on Day 2? Well, my failing began the morning of Day 3 when I forgot to set my alarm. I woke up with enough time to brush my teeth, apply some mascara to my puffy eyes, and run out the door to make it to work on-time. No morning workout, obviously. I wasn't too upset though. I had a hair coloring appointment directly after work and made plans to complete my first 45 minute workout when I got home. Then I would eat dinner and read my 10 pages of Can't Beat Me, and end the night with a 45 minute walk around my hometown. Everything was on schedule and I was feeling good, especially after my body was able to get a few extra hours of sleep. Being an...