Friday, May 28, 2010
Somedays I make it to the gym as it opens at 5:30 am. That is a feat for me, who used to never work out. But I like to get it out of the way, cross it off of the do-to list early in the day to make sure it gets done.
So when I'm running on the treadmill and I've already logged a mile and a half by 6 am, I look at the people walking in and secretly think: "Slackers!"
Of course I don't really mean it. Making it to the gym at all is a feat, let alone at the butt crack of dawn.
But it just makes me feel a little bit superior if only for that brief moment. And we all need to feel like we are great every now and then.