I woke up mad at myself this morning because I slept through my alarm and missed my morning workout. And I REALLY needed to work out. I was entering the day crabby and frustrated because things didn’t start as I had hoped and planned. My 6-year-old is home this week with no camps or planned activities and was already “bored”, so I thought my chances of a workout were doomed. I tried to do yoga on my deck but was interrupted too many times for that to be effective. So, I did something different. I changed my perspective.