Between me being gone at least half the month (in business days on business trips), the July 4th holiday,
This is quite a difference of going a minimum of four times per week, some of those being twice a day - or six workouts per week.
It's a slippery slope, because not only was I not going, I began to not care that I wasn't going (did that come out right?). And then I actually became very ok with not going.
Not going, not getting up at 05:00 to be there by 05:30 was a nice break in routine. Sleeping in - well, for me - was a treat. ....and I didn't feel guilty in the least.
But then I started feeling guilty about not feeling guilty.
And last weekend, at a dinner we went to down the street, our friends Marty and Joe asked why they hadn't seen me at the gym. Even though, in my head, I listed the reasons I did at the beginning of this post, I didn't really find them legit enough to say aloud. I asked the same of another guest, Keith, why I hadn't seen him for months and months and months. He just up and quit and was done with it.
I kind of felt vindicated by his reaction and then a little horrified by mine.
So yesterday, I was back at 05:30. I need to get myself back on track.
Now the crowd at that time is always the same crowd, but it's not a talky bunch. I see these guys and gals daily but know very few of them and talk to even less. But I can't tell you how many people did talk to me - well at me: "where have you been?" Apparently I was missed.
Mind you, the cute cute cute young doctor was not one of the ones who said that. But he did do a double take along with his normal nod to me. He always nods. It's been a year, and it's too late now to actually talk and introduce ourselves. That'd just be weird.
And on the way out, Andy, my spin instructor, did a double take on his way in. Apparently in the month I've been "off" he is now a kettle bell instructor too. ....and an orthodontist. The man just keeps going deeper and deeper into sadist territory.
So do I. I'm back at the gym. Break's over!
Song by: Jenny & Johnny