It’s dark out now. I can barely see a thing. Spent the morning fighting with myself. Didn’t want to wake up. Didn’t want to do these pull-ups, these squats, push-ups, jump rope. I knew I had to

I’m slow right now. It feels like everything I do does nothing. No progress is felt. Progress I need, I need to see it. Not just see it, I need to feel it. If I can’t, then

What comes next is what I will called The Weld. It is a way of combining two vastly different extremes of myself to form a more coherent and true version of myself. Before I would overthink. I

Just get it done with please. You’ll have the rest of your day to worry about whatever you want to worry about, just finish this. You have to do it anyway. You’re already in a bad mood,