Today we were outside again,and even though I was still rather sore, I continued to be a bit more ambitious. Maybe ambitious isnt the right word, but I was definately more relaxed. It didnt stress me out if I couldnt do a position, or if I was starting to get tired.
You know, they say bettering yourself, to only please you should be your reasons for excersise. But I cant help to find more drive at the possiblity being more attractive, and having a greater lure for the male gender much more inspiring that my own desire to become more healthy. Doing something because its good for me just doesnt cut it.