After work I wanted to go to a different gym. I texted the guy, and he said he was going to call his co-workers to allow me to come in. I drive their and sat in the parking lot waiting for confirmation. I got nothing. Great… I continue to sit a couple of more minutes hoping that I would get a text. My pre-workout is kicking in. I’m itching. I’m scratching my face off. Forget this.
I drive to Giant Fitness again, and it’s crowded. Luckily, no one was using the machines that I needed to use. I notice people looking at me, but I don’t care. I need to get this done or else I’m just going to be scratching myself annoyed. I open up my app and look at what I did last week. I decided to do pyramids this time instead of sticking to one weight set the whole way through. My legs are dying.
The person next to me is moaning. It’s annoying me. I continue on with my workout. People are looking at me. Probably wondering why I’m still at the same machine for the past hour. It’s okay. I’m just following what I need to do. After I was done, my legs were so wobbly. Walking up the stairs felt so heavy. I wanted to laugh so bad because in a way it felt amazing.
I need gym clothes. Gym clothes are expensive. I wear the same gym clothes everyday. Don’t worry. I wash them, but I would to invest in some clothes eventually after I get a new wardrobe first.