My conviction is scary

I go to the gym every day. In fact, sometimes twice a day. Because it will fill me with a great sense of awesome, I’m going to list what a perfect week of exercise in the really special realm of Maggie looks like..
Monday: 3 mile treadmill run in the am, kickboxing class at night
Tuesday: Spinning class
Wednesday: 3 mile treadmill run, lunch break weightlifting
Thursday: Spinning class in the am, yoga at night
Friday: 3 mile treadmile run or swimming laps
Saturday: Spinning class, abs class
Sunday: Yoga, Lake Merritt run

I like having this set schedule and that I adhere to it religiously. And when I’m finished, I have done what I am “supposed to do.”

People think it’s crazy that I get up at 5:30 every morning, and I agree, but if I don’t do it, then life gets in the way and then I haven’t accomplished what I should.

And I just need to take a moment to say that life did get in the way: I went out for a birthday gathering at Zeitgeist last night, after going to yoga. This would normally be my bed time, but instead, I drove into the city and got there around 10, 10:15ish. Even more strange, I stayed out pretty late and wasn’t actually going to sleep until 2 or so. There was then some wakage in the night. And yet, I got up at 5:30 and went to the gym. I told myself I would just run one mile and then walk for a while. But I am a bad ass. And I did the whole 3 miles. Rawr.

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