I got up at 5 am, or as I like to call it, “5 asleep time”! I was planning to leave straight away, but I realized that I did not prepare everything as I should have done the night before. To my credit, I did pack my bag the night before, just not got everything, like shower stuff.

I finally trip out the door and make the train station at 5:30 am….15 to 20 minutes behind schedule

It was a strange experience on the train. Everyone looked like they were in a bloodless version of a zombie movie, barely able to put one foot in front of the other. It was a stark difference to the rush “get out of my freaking way” hour.

After changing trains, I have to walk half a mile to get to the gym. I could take the bus, but then that’s like ordering a super sized burger meal and insisting your getting a diet coke, cause you’re on a diet. If I power walked it, maybe I could consider it part of my workout, but what I do in the gym is what I am told to do and if there is something extra I do, then that is only a bonus…not a replacement.

Climbing the stairs to the third freaking floor, I notice it’s 6 am and I am in trouble. Two hours of workout and then getting changed into my gear, then out again, shower and then that half mile to the station, only to get another train! I am not going to make it to work on time. To top it all off, I get to the floor and the door is shut. Oh crap, the door is closed…They are closed! All this for nothing. Well, silly me forgot that my gym is a 24 hour gym and there is a slot for my membership card.

I get on with my workout. Focused on the task at hand and no messing around. I struggle with the stretching, though. It’s the move where you take one foot with your hand (bent at the knee) and then push your knee back and your foot up high to your butt. It looks like a move from a MC Hammer dance. Anyways, my calves are quite beefy (I like to walk), but my upper leg to my thigh is like a sack of potatos under my skin. I thus can’t bend my leg enough to grab my foot with my hand.

To be honest, I am fine with all the workout maneuvers, except all these stretches I have to do for ten minutes. All the weight machines are even at the lowest weight and I am struggling, yet I don’t feel embarrassed. Maybe it’s because I am protected by a clump of metal. Maybe it’s because people around me are struggling, too. Or maybe it’s because the stretching is a physical sign that I am grossly overweight.

Needless to say, the gym was empty, because I am the only silly sod that had the smart idea to go in a 6 am! By the time I get to my final 45 minutes burn, people do start to shuffle in, looking just as unhappy as I did when I got in. But you guys got at least one more hour of sleep than I did!

I leave for the shower and it’s gotten a little more busy, but I am happy with my workout and the fact that there were not so many people to witness my beached whale on a bike action. I proceeded to fly like the wind to get to work on time.

8:30 am is when I get into work. I did not rush the workout that much, was 20 minutes behind and still I get into work half an hour early. Well, better early than late!

The rest of the day I was strangely in a good mood and upbeat. I felt better about myself and I felt like I had more energy, even though I expelled a lot of it with two hours of pain!

I’ll be off to the gym again on Friday. Tomorrow morning! Let’s see how this goes now…

Will I be just as happy, will I maybe start to manage the stretches better, or will I be eaten by the bloodless zombies on the train?

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