i wake up early every morning to run. i wake up, drink some coffee, and head downstairs to run like a hamster on the treadmills i like to pretend belong to me. but sometimes, i sort of forget why i'm awake. like this morning. according to my routine, i should be downstairs stretching... but i'm just sittin' here, tip-tip-typing on my darling coco (she's my beloved mac)...
i get anxious right before i enter the gym. i worry that there will be no treadmills free. then i'd have to resort to dreaded weights or the evil elliptical (it's not like the nice normal friendly ones you all know...). and that would upset my routine.
i've managed to curb most of my ocd tendencies... but not this one. when i have to switch up my workout routine, i get upset. i know it's unreasonable, but it's how i feel.
so... now it's tomorrow... and i realize i forgot to post this, so here it is. but it counts for friday!
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first of all, i wished i woke up every morning to run. second of all, even when i do run on the treadmill i look more like a hippo than hamster so good on you! i get anxious thinking about the gym....
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