What did I get myself into?

As I woke up this morning, the adrenaline is gone. In its place is fear.
I woke up this morning exhausted as usual. And the first thought was HOW am I going to start hitting the gym tomorrow?

My thyroid is so out of wack and no one can get it under control. The mass on my thyroid is continually growing. And the little thyroid monsters attacking my thyroid are on all the time. (On a side note, is it strange that I picture this guy inside me punching my thyroid every day?)



This leaves me wanting to do nothing but sleep all the time. It's all I can do to make it through a day of work, much less go to the gym after work.

But then, since I'm all of a sudden about reality, I realized I was making excuses. I know I won't be able to do two hours of cardio starting out. Maybe I'll only be able to do half an hour. But that half an hour is better than nothing. And will lead to more. And will make me feel less tired. And maybe...just maybe...I can get that weird looking knit thyroid monster under control.