I’m not gonna lie–I’m really proud of myself.
This morning, I went to a spin class at my gym, like I said I was going to do. My third class before work this week! When my alarm went off at 5:45, I was GRUMPY.
Why did I decide to work out in the morning?
Why did I have to tell the Internet?
I don’t have plans after work tonight–can’t I just do it then?
Then I remembered that I had reserved a bike, so I didn’t really have a choice. And any excuses would be just that–excuses. When Jess asked me to go to Physique on Monday, I realized I really had no good excuse not to. Why couldn’t I work out before work?
And why should Ali get all the awesome morning pictures?
(Because I can’t walk anywhere without seeing a pizza place.)
Morning workouts mean I get to have breakfast and blog before work, too. Look at all this free time!
Do you work out at night or in the morning?