There are going to be days you don't want to do the things you've laid out for yourself. Right now, as I'm writing, I don't want to be writing. I stayed up too late last night and I hardly slept. I over-celebrated my extremely successful week. This has left me tired, unmotivated, and unwilling to work, much less work out--but I'm going to do it anyway. I'm going to scale back my heavy lifting for the day because I am exhausted, and I'll only succeed in hurting myself if I push myself in the condition I'm in, but I will do the work I committed to before I made a series of stupid decisions last night.