Having someone to hold you accountable helps a lot especially when you need to wake up at 3:30 in the morning to workout. Except part of me wanted to like put my phone on do not disturb mode. Friends hitting me up left and right. Luckily, I was able to get up and take my energy drink before I headed to the gym.
You would think that at around 5AM the gym would be empty. I was wrong. The gym was packed. Packed with hungry wolves waiting to become an alpha through rigorous training. I met up with my fellow friends, and off we went inside. I wasn’t sure if they were going to be able to get in because they’ve all ready used their guest privileges from the day before. I was wrong yet again. They were able to get in. May this secret die with me.
We walked up the stairs as I used the Snapchat technology to document this occasion. Behold the weights and their former glory waiting for someone to take advantage of them. They looked at me weird of course when I told them I had to do leg presses for 490 reps. One by one we took turns, and then at 150 reps they deserted me leaving me by myself. Should I give up? Should I take off the weights and go lighter? No… I was in this for the long run. I killed it. I killed former self over and over until I couldn’t recognize the feeling in my legs. I was complete. I wasn’t done yet though. I wanted to kill more time so I hit elliptical to do some interval training. This feeling…. may it never leave my side.