Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Wake up with me
Because your ardor for me is matched only by your curiosity, you're likely wondering what my mornings look like. Well I'll tell you. Every morning I wake up with the intention of going to the gym before work. Half the time I actually go, even if I end up riding the bike because it's the one machine I can essentially sleep on while exercising. I call it sleepercizing. The other half of the time I press snooze repeatedly until the window for 1) going to the gym closes 2) taking a shower and washing my hair closes 3) taking a shower and not washing my hair closes 4) taking a shower at all closes. I'm surprised I even change clothes to go to work, and don't think I haven't been tempted to just wear pajamas. There was a time when I used to wear make up and look stylish every day at work but that folly is behind me. Plus the more you're on TV the more it begins to feel like your real life and your real life feels more like downtime and it's all very confusing. I hope that doesn't sound as affected as I fear it might. But back to this gym thing. One of my motivators for going in the morning, which is always painful, is to change into my gym clothes and then let myself get back into bed for a little while knowing I'll really go in 10 minutes but lately I can't even do that! Anyone have any tips for making themselves workout before work? Share, won't you?
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I too had trouble getting up for my workout, but I used a few little steps to help me and am able to every morning. First I put my alarm at the other side of the room so I have to get up to turn it off. Then, when I do get up I go straight to the kitchen to get something to eat like some fruit. While I eat, I am stretching to get the blood flowing. I change into my gym clothes and head out. For the first couple of weeks its a chore, but now it is my morning ritual. I hope you find something that works because I know how hard it can be. I also try to avoid any and all mice, especially ones named Mortimer or whatever name you have given your furry little friend. Butter your toast.
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