Okay, so after a week of traveling, baseball games, overeating (over-carbing), drinking, and general celebration around my birthday and my great niece’s birth day, I finally made it back to the gym today.
And here’s the thing: I liked it. I mean, I don’t enjoy getting up before 5:00 a.m., getting dressed, feeding the dog & cat, taking my meds, and testing. But once I got there, slipped into the pool and took off, it felt great. Every long stroke, every flip turn, all of it. And I saw almost all of my 5:30 friends from the gym too. Those hearty souls who get out of bed and do the same thing I do 3 or 4 times each week. It was nice to hear them say “welcome back”.
Maybe I get more of an endorphin rush than others. But even after feeling like I gained 25 pounds in the last week, it still felt great to get Friday off to such a positive start.