So I have today off. I decided to go to the gym later in the morning (after all the moms-that-have-dropped-their-kids-off-to-school-and-had-hit-the-gym crowd). Let me tell you that I like this time of the day at the gym. It's not crowded, and the group is older, so there aren't any young 20 year olds flaunting their skinny bodies around, making me feel insecure (I'm still going after the bikini body, just not today).
I bumped into my trainer, who was surprised that I was there at that time of the day. "Whatcha doing here?" she asks. "I took the day off, " I replied. "That's cool," she says. "Not really," I sighed, "I took the day off to do homework." Sigh.
There was a woman who I think was doing a yoga series for at least an hour (or she was doing it the whole time I was there). I was really impressed with her skill and her core strength must be awesome. You don't normally see the 20 year olds doing that.
Truly, I hate exercising. But I hate doing my homework more. I at least had a productive day, went to the gym, paid down some debt (always a good feeling), ate two bowls of chocolate ice cream (whoops!). But I did get a fair bit of homework done. Hopefully I can get as much done before the end of today, with all the time I have given myself (yeah right!).
One consolation of not having to wake up at 6.30 in the morning, I actually got my 9 hours of sleep. Today's the first day in a very long time that I don't feel utter exhausion.