I have routines. I stick to them. Because it's comforting. Like an old blanket. I get up. I know what the day is going to bring. I do it. I go to bed. Sleep on the same side of the bed. Same side of the body.
Routine.
One routine is the gym routine. Same time. Same parking spot. Same bench in the locker room. Same locker. Same shower.
Routine. Check in. Say hello to desk person. Pass the trainers area. Say hello to trainers. Walk downstairs to the locker room. Sit my bag on "my" bench. Open bottom locker. Turn around. Back into the locker. And sit in the locker. To finish up the morning texts. Feet up on the bench. In "my" space.
And she does..
Out of control? Hardly. This IS my control.
So good morning .. from locker #151 ..
5 comments:
man, a gym membership would be worth being able to do that alone!!! Not sure I could get my fat butt into a locker but hey maybe I have my motivation now, lol!!!!!
LOL!! That is HILARIOUS!
I miss you and your quirks! Come see me sometime (I'm not at the gym).
I just think that's SO funny that you sit INSIDE the locker instead of on the bench!
Epic ... the bench is occupied... by my gym bag. Of course.
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