It is an ongoing goal of mine to go to the gym before work. This morning I decided to get serious about this goal so woke up at 5:30am and rolled out of bed to go. I was really prepared this time to combat all the excuses that I am brilliant at coming up with at this hour of the day ('It's cold and dark outside, I'm tired, my bed feels so delightful, if I go I'll have to wear socks!' etc...). I had a no excuses mind set, I knew exactly what I routine I was going to do when I got there and had decided to sleep in my workout clothes and when I woke up just go, not doing anything to make myself presentable. (This sounds weird but I am very sloth-like in the morning and before I know it, its too late for me to go cause it has taken me 2 hours to wash my face and pick out my gym clothes). Anyways, I truly just rolled out of bed, literally, put on my tennis shoes and left. Aaaaand here is what happened when I walked through the door.
I go up to the counter to tell the gym guy my membership code. I say good morning. The gym guy looks at me, laughs and asks how I am. Tired?
Me: Maybe a little, I basically am not good at mornings and I may or may not have just rolled out of bed.
Him: Haha, I can tell.
Shucks! I guess I looked a 'little' disheveled. I sucked it up and tried not to care, but tomorrow maybe I will brush my hair or something.....
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