The flesh is willing but the spirit is weak. I didn't get home from work until just after seven and when I got to my local gym it wasclosed. It shuts at 6pm at the weekend. The next nearest gym shuts at 8pm at the weekend and I wouldn't have had enough time for a workout. Why not go for a run or walk when you get home then ya lazy bastard? I hear you say. I can think of plenty of reasons, 1) The cold air exacerbates my asthma. 2) I was falling asleep on the drive home, which tells me I need to rest. 3) Having a break for a day or two will give my muscles time to repair. 4) The break will make me want to exercise even more on Monday.
What is gutting me is that I went to Cafe Nerd and had a double espresso on the way home in anticipation of the workout I was going to be having and now I am sitting on my couch grinding my teeth together like a crazed coke feind. Not knowing what to do next. I hope that I can get some sleep before the damned music from the pub downstairs wakes me up. They have a racket that they call a disco on a Saturday from half ten till two in the morning and I have to be up at half five to go to work. Sheesh.
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