But after a few minutes of convincing myself that I really wanted to go - telling myself that I love skating and that my coach is there waiting for me - I would get up and go. And my mother would always get up and eat breakfast with me!
I need distractions. Good distractions, not bad ones. A good distraction for me is a great play.
My limits will be better marked. Both the limits I will set, and my own limits.