I’m frustrated.
With myself.
After missing the gym all last week, I was determined to get a workout in this weekend and get the week started off right with a great Monday night workout. The weekend came and went without so much as me looking in the direction of the gym (though I did walk by it twice).
And tonight, I got home, parked myself on my bed, caught up on Facebook, Twitter, We Rule (a very fun iPhone/iPad game), checked flights home, and realized that it’s 8:15.
By the time I get dressed, get to the gym, get through my workout and get home, it’ll be almost 10. And I won’t have eaten. This is just bad time management.
Yeah, I’m frustrated with myself. I’m letting myself down and I don’t like doing that.
Tomorrow. Definitely tomorrow. Stay tuned…
A stop at home after work spells doom for my gym workouts. I would pack a gym bag and go straight from work to workout.
To add an extra element of lazy, I don’t need to carry a gym bag. I pay for a locker and laundry service to make it extra-convenient. (I’ve basically removed all excuses possible.) So, today, I did pack my iPod and my workout cheat sheet. I will lift weights!!!