In a perfect world...

I have this sort of highest-version-of-self vision where I pay all of my bills the very day they are due, get up early and workout before going into the office, never forget my multivitamin and definitely do not sit around in workout pants eating olives and imagining unavoidable circumstances whereby it would be impossible for me to get to the gym. Like a blackout. Or an olive overdose. Today doesn't appear to be the day I reach my personal, life-skills nirvana. But, maybe it wouldn't hurt to put the lid back on the olive jar and lace up my tennis shoes...