I woke up at 6:10am today. That's already ten minutes too late for my aerodance workout. I initially felt bad because I needed that workout after a tiring week at work. I then did what always brings me back into perspective. I prayed. I thanked God that today is Saturday and that I have another day on earth. I thanked Him for the privilege of waking up and going through the motions of daylight and nighttime. I thanked Him for just letting me be.
I stood up from my bed and changed into workout clothes and shoes.
I turned on my iPad and went on YouTube. I worked out.
And I actually enjoyed it.
Never mind if I did not wake up early for my group class. What matters most is that I got up and showed up to my workout for one. And I feel fulfilled as it is.