The Art of Beginning.

Today was the beginning of my journey to "a better me."
Now, I don't think I'm the only one out there who is sick and tired of feeling...well, .. fat. People can tell you that you're beautiful forever, but at the end of the day, you're going to believe how you feel.
So today, I learned the art of beginning anything. I got up today at 530, and ran around my neighborhood for half an hour. I then got home, and did a 45 minute work-out, and 150 ab crunches. But it's not just working out.
Piano, being a passion and major of mine, requires hours of practicing every day. So, when I get done writing this, I will practice my pieces. Because that's the art of beginning.
Tomorrow, it's going to be harder to get up in the morning.
[Hopefully, writing everything down will help me to stay motivated also.]
So, then tomorrow is a new day. Every day will teach me something new.
Living life itself is an art itself, and every day I must paint more of the picture to complete it.
Tomorrow, I learn the art of diligence.