I had every intention of going for a run today. Really, I did. The shoes were by the door. The weather was perfect. But then life happened—a phone call, an invitation, and suddenly my jogging plans were swapped for something far more important: good company and a cold drink.
So, here’s the new plan: tomorrow.
Tomorrow, I’ll lace up. Tomorrow, I’ll hit the pavement. Tomorrow, I’ll log those kilometers like a disciplined athlete. Or, at the very least, I’ll walk to the fridge a few extra times.
Because that’s the beauty of FloppyGoals—there’s always tomorrow. And if not tomorrow, well… there’s always the day after.