Today is supposed to be leg day at the gym for me. I had a beautiful day of cardio yesterday, and left the gym feeling fresh and rejuvenated, which is the perfect lead-up to my crazy intense leg day. But… and I know you could all sense the “but” coming…
I just can’t get myself out the door.
There are two reasons for this. Reason #1 is that my gym closes at 6:30 on Sundays, and I really prefer to go at around 8:00. Reason #2, which is the more substantial reason, is that I have a million things to do at home, and I will feel like a horrible, selfish person if I totally neglect everything else in my life so that I can spend 2 hours at the gym doing leg exercises. Today is not the right day.
My week this week is going to be nuts. I work every single day except for Wednesday, and I have a very good friend visiting from out of town. Every minute of the week is spoken for. Meaning that the huge mess of dishes and laundry that is currently piling up in my apartment is only going to get bigger as the week unfolds. And that guy I call my husband who has been working his butt off all week doing a ridiculous mix of Emergency Department shifts and being the Resident on call for Toxicology, will barely see my face before next Sunday… I really need a day at home today, or I may not survive this upcoming week.
So I made myself a new plan for the afternoon. Once the laundry and dishes and grocery shopping has been dealt with, I’ve designed a lovely little workout for home that Joe and I can do together… (Did you see what I did there? Mixing couple time with workout time. Yeah, that’s right…) 5 rounds of boxing, a painful mixture of burpees and burnouts on the heavy bag, and some pushups, pullups and ab work to finish. This is how we used to get down, before the days of personal trainers and half marathon aspirations. It’s the equivalent of a date-night in our house. Two bottles of Gatorade, two sets of hand wraps, a good playlist of old-school rap music, and voila… romance.
I’ll be back at the gym this week, in between the girls nights out and the crazy work schedule. I’ll find a way to make it happen. But tonight is protected couple time. Just me, Joe and the heavy bag. 🙂