Overview of this blog. This blog will just be my story of working out at approx 5 AM in the morning.
Good morning. Its been about 4 hours since I have worked out. I am currently sitting in my office trying to start my day by making phone calls and make some car sales. With that I decide I better start writing about my daily work out journal!
It's about 4:45 AM, my phone hasn't gone off yet. My work out partner normally has sent a text saying she left or she is on her way or saying hey I am here. I just shrug my shoulders. Close my eyes and my alarm is going off! 5 AM, another day. Still nothing! ( I have been known to sleep through my phone going off) I roll over and pick up my phone and make a phone call.
Ring, ring , ring! "Hey, I am almost there. I took a different route."
"Alright I am getting dressed"
Socks, underwear, shorts, t-shirt... All thrown on then shoes... Go to the front door, forget my keys. Go back to my room and grab it. Go to the vehicle. A banana and water are waiting for me. I eat the banana. Drink some water.
We drive to the gym. ( Yes I pay for a gym membership. Space is limited at my house and its too muggy to workout, outside! ) We go inside and set up. Its 5:20. ( I also want to thank my work out partner for being super patient with me in the morning. I tend to be super sluggish and never am on time. After 7 AM I will be on time) DVD is in the laptop, we start doing our workout!
God, its so intense. Run, jump, sweat, push up, more sweat! God. Why the hell did I decide to work out! Well I want to get fit and have a 6 pack! Now, I am not the first who is going to say this nor will I be the last, but I hate to work out! HATE IT! But, I want to be healthy and fit.
I feel that I put blood, sweat and tears into everything I do so when I work out, I kill myself to push through. Heart rate 190 I am pouring sweat... Breathing super heavy and when I finished I don't think sweet, yay I am the man. I think THANK GOD!!! I am done! Also, I don't work out for myself. I work out for the people in my life who want me to succeed in everything I do ( Thank you everyone!)
Once done, I grab some paper towels. Wipe down, pack up and go home... I eat a cliff bar and drink a muscle milk! Then I head into my room its about 6:15 now. I lay down and put on some hypnosis to start my day positively. My alarm goes off at 7:15... Get up shower, shave. Get dress. Feeling alive, feeling awake. Feeling proud that I took the time to improve myself!
Good morning. Its been about 4 hours since I have worked out. I am currently sitting in my office trying to start my day by making phone calls and make some car sales. With that I decide I better start writing about my daily work out journal!
It's about 4:45 AM, my phone hasn't gone off yet. My work out partner normally has sent a text saying she left or she is on her way or saying hey I am here. I just shrug my shoulders. Close my eyes and my alarm is going off! 5 AM, another day. Still nothing! ( I have been known to sleep through my phone going off) I roll over and pick up my phone and make a phone call.
Ring, ring , ring! "Hey, I am almost there. I took a different route."
"Alright I am getting dressed"
Socks, underwear, shorts, t-shirt... All thrown on then shoes... Go to the front door, forget my keys. Go back to my room and grab it. Go to the vehicle. A banana and water are waiting for me. I eat the banana. Drink some water.
We drive to the gym. ( Yes I pay for a gym membership. Space is limited at my house and its too muggy to workout, outside! ) We go inside and set up. Its 5:20. ( I also want to thank my work out partner for being super patient with me in the morning. I tend to be super sluggish and never am on time. After 7 AM I will be on time) DVD is in the laptop, we start doing our workout!
God, its so intense. Run, jump, sweat, push up, more sweat! God. Why the hell did I decide to work out! Well I want to get fit and have a 6 pack! Now, I am not the first who is going to say this nor will I be the last, but I hate to work out! HATE IT! But, I want to be healthy and fit.
I feel that I put blood, sweat and tears into everything I do so when I work out, I kill myself to push through. Heart rate 190 I am pouring sweat... Breathing super heavy and when I finished I don't think sweet, yay I am the man. I think THANK GOD!!! I am done! Also, I don't work out for myself. I work out for the people in my life who want me to succeed in everything I do ( Thank you everyone!)
Once done, I grab some paper towels. Wipe down, pack up and go home... I eat a cliff bar and drink a muscle milk! Then I head into my room its about 6:15 now. I lay down and put on some hypnosis to start my day positively. My alarm goes off at 7:15... Get up shower, shave. Get dress. Feeling alive, feeling awake. Feeling proud that I took the time to improve myself!
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