It’s unlikely that I will ever be the person who leaps out of bed in the morning anxious to do her workout. Or the person who feels off all day because they missed a workout. I may never love exercising because I still don’t like it today. And yet I exercise six days a week. That’s right — six days a week. The person who succumbed to daily phantom big toe pains, which left her unable to exercise for years, works out six times a week. Mic. Drop.