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Dear Diary,

Today is the one hundred and eighty-fifth day of the year. I have been to the gym eighty-six times. I made a lifetime goal to work out at least four days a week. That would mean I should have been to the gym one hundred and eight times already, so I am failing. I don’t like that word failing. I am not failing because I am a winner. I don’t fail at anything I set my mind to. I am a work in progress. I am working on building the habit of exercising regularly.

Building habits from scratch is a hard and long process. Replacing bad habits with good ones is hard too but not nearly as hard as building a brand-new habit. My deal is, I really don’t have any bad habits to replace. I have always been a good person and once I de-centered men all my small bad habits were easily replaced. Like alcohol. I very rarely drink it now. Just on vacation or with my friends at social events. There is no need to drink alcohol at home because my home is perfectly peaceful. I love it here. I don’t think I will ever cohabitate again. Unless it’s my daughter of course. My house is her house forever. 

Waking up early was the first new habit I created out of thin air. It took two years to perfect the habit, but my regular waking-up time is now 4am. Most days I wake up by 3:30am. When I sleep-in I still wake up between 5am and 6am. I’m very proud of my success in that area. I know that I can build the habit of daily fitness. It’s just taking time. It has been less than a year (ten months) since I started. I bet by two years I’ll be working out four days a week (at least) just because I want to. I bought a pull-up bar for my home; my pull-ups are already impressive.

I recently decided that if I skip the gym at 5am (without a good valid reason) I will spend the time working at my laptop on writer’s work. Another daily habit I’m trying to create out of thin air.  So here I am. Skipping the gym and working on my writing.

I wrote that post last Friday when I was skipping the gym... Its Tuesday. I'm skipping the gym again. But, at least I'm at my laptop. This morning I revised my sister's resume during my gym time. A To-Do list item of mine. That counts as productive, doesn't it?