And as if all this crap going through my head and body isn't enough, there was drama at the gym this morning. I walked into the locker room, opened my locker and started unpacking my bag just as I do every day. Except...something was missing. When it dawned on me what that something was I started freaking. My notebook wasn't there. It wasn't in my locker, or my bag. Hell, I even checked my partner's locker since I'd borrowed a pair of pants yesterday. I asked the janitor if she'd seen and and she said yes, she saw it yesterday sitting by my locker. I guess maybe she thought I was still there? Anyway, I'm sure you're probably wondering why I was freaking about a notebook. First of all, it had all of my workouts in it. The workouts I PAID for. The workouts I'm not supposed to share with others who have not paid for them. But most important, all of my personal information(my weight loss, body fat and measurements) from the last ten weeks was in there. I hadn't recorded it anywhere else. And then last, the thing you may laugh at me for, my prize. You see, every time I complete a program, part of the prize at the end is seeing all the folded up pages in my notebook. All the workouts I've completed. Hell, a lot of the pages even have sweat droplets on them. It may not seem like a big deal but unless you've actually followed through with an entire 12-week program, you have no idea.
So while I'm having my own personal freak out, my partner walks into the locker room with her usual chipper 'Morning!' She said as soon as I saw her I had the puppy eyes. And of course the tears started to flow. And then a couple more(very understanding) friends come in and hear my news and immediately start a search party. We checked with the front desk and they couldn't find it in their lost and found, but within minutes, my friends had signs posted all over the gym asking people to return my book. Honest to goodness, I have some of THE best friends here that I've ever had. Women that understand WHY I was losing my shit over a notebook and didn't have to ask any questions. Knowing we'd done all we could do, I marched back into the locker room and put on my shoes knowing that I was about to bang out one hell of a workout because of all this frustration. We hadn't even gotten all of our equipment set-up and the front desk was calling my name over the loudspeaker. They found my book! Apparently it was hiding under a stack of papers, NOT in the lost and found. The sheer relief that flooded over me was amazing. My book! All was well with the world for that moment.
W10D3 Operation: Unleash the MILF
Workouts Duration: 1:15:04(55 minutes weight training, 15 minutes rowing, 5 minutes foam rolling)
Calories burned: 507
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