I am accustomed to reluctantly rolling off the bed at 4 am for a long run. But yesterday, I was wide awake at the witching hour, in my home office, hard at work. I've been watching the news too much. All this prediction of gloom and doom is finally catching up with me. I guess people react in different ways to the often unspoken human fear of what the future will bring; turns out, my reaction is to sit cocooned in my little corner of the world, cranking out work at a feverish pace.
I got in a solid hour of work before heading off for an 8-miler. It felt good to be out in the fresh air, though spring has done the disappearing act again and every exposed surface was covered with frost. From this week on, my long run (which I had been getting done before work on a week day) has been moved to Saturday. This way, my weekdays are a little less hectic and hopefully, the momentum of the group on Saturday will propel me through my long runs.
I also got in an hour of spinning yesterday...we climbed hills, and my quads felt tight, still not completely recovered from the class on Monday.
The gym is quickly evolving into the sit com of my life. I finally figured out why membership is multiplying by the day. About a week ago, I noticed a new recruit to the gym...a tall, waif-like girl with large melting eyes, long curly eyelashes, full red lips and dark shiny hair framing her oval face. She could not be more than 18 years old. You know it's not unusual to find slender women of varying degrees of hotness at gyms, so the reason I remember her with such precision is because every time my eyes wandered in her direction, she had her arm tossed casually around some guy's shoulder or her hand planted on some other guy's arm. Last night, she appeared again, in chic purple shirt, glossy broad belt, well-fitted black pants and 3-inch pencil heels. 10 minutes before spinning class began, while we were pottering about our bikes, she entered smartly, hand firmly grasping the arm of a guy I had not noticed before. After handing him over into the expert care of the teacher, she disappeared, appearing again few minutes later with another hapless new guy in tow. She did this 3 times in 10 minutes, I kid you not!
As for me, I just stared. And felt relieved that my darling husband's gym membership has been successfully canceled!