I forgot my gym clothes at home today. Dammit.
Here’s my routine: I throw some workout clothes, my shaker bottle, and my recovery drink mix into my gym bag before I zip out the door on my way to work. I leave my gym bag in my trunk, and after work I head to the gym on my way home.
It would be a whole heck of a lot easier and more convenient to work out at home though. I have all the equipment to do so (some resistance bands, a stability ball, and of course my own bodyweight), and when I lived in my old apartment, I had a pretty decent workout facility.
So my old strategy was to leave my workout clothes at home and work out when I got home…Didn’t really work.
I’ve realized that when I go through the effort of getting my clothes together the night before or the morning of, I’m much more likely to make my way to the gym at the end of the day.
Sometimes when 4PM rolls around, I catch the little devil on my shoulder saying to me, “You don’t really need to go to the gym today. You can work out at home.” The angel on the other shoulder then replies, “You don’t really believe that, do you? You know you’ll get home and find a million better things to do than work out.”
I then think about the clothes in my trunk, the shaker bottle in my bag, and the recovery drink I meticulously stored in a little ziplock baggie. The time I spent getting it all together this morning – what a waste if I just go home.
So I get my ass to the gym.
Today I’m not so lucky. I have to play that game with the devil on my shoulder. When I get home today, I must go straight for those gym shoes, turn on the music, and get my workout on.