“I am prepared, each day, to confront my own self-sabotage.”
– Steven Pressfield, The War of Art
My heart is racing. Sweat is diving off my eyelashes, and my calves are burning. I’m on a treadmill, and I’m actually enjoying it. Hold on…just 15 minutes ago I was kneeling on the bedroom carpet in my underwear with my face buried in my hands as an internal battle raged.