I don't know if it is the economy, or the cold or some other reason, but there seemed to be a considerable lack of New Year's Resolutioners at the gym tonight.
Sure, I went at 7:00, which is later than I had been going, but usually I can barely get a treadmill at that time until like, March. I got a nice spot in front of a TV to watch the Pitt-Cincy hoops game with no stinky motherfuckers around me. There wasn't much in the way of waiting or adjusting my weights routine. I even scored rock star parking. What. The. Fuck?
Thank goodness I went. I always waffle about working out when I'm sick. There's this voice in my head saying there is no point in working out if you're not going to do a full, hard workout. So, I either don't go at all or go and push myself too hard. I do the same thing when I'm short on time. Why am I such a moron? Anything is better than nothing, for Christ's sake. Why can't I get that through my stupid fucking skull?
It's not a New Year's Resolution or anything, because I don't do that (also, I just decided it today), but I'm really trying to have a more flexible attitude about things. Like working out, for example -- if I'm not feeling great, I'll probably feel better if I go and do something. That's what I did tonight. And you know what? Despite the fact that I'm dizzy and have a headache now, I do feel better.
The dizziness is why I cut my workout a bit short. I figured I'd end up coughing myself into a horrible headache, but that developed on my drive home. Score.
I'm half-assedly watching the Boise State - TCU game (is this the Fiesta Bowl?) and the Boise State band is on right now. They just had a close up on a couple of percussion players and the girl(?) playing the cowbell looked like she wanted to slit her wrists. AWESOME. UPDATE: Here is the video. With the correct link this time. Yeesh.