My New Exercise Regiment

Last night I was bored and had a bit of extra energy.  I began to call the long list of friends on my phone to see if someone wanted to do something fun.  It took me all of 10 minutes to realize that everyone was either doing homework, spending time with their significant other or screening their calls.  I decided that I would try to be productive with my time and write down my new year’s resolutions.  I worked out some goals that I can work on to better myself physically, mentally, spiritually, socially and I also made some goals to accomplish some of the things I’ve always wanted to do.  I was getting excited, because I really want this to be a good year, and I realized that if I keep to these goals I will become the person that I really want to be.

As I was planning, my room mate Steve looked up from his Calculus homework and suggested that we combine our will power and start an exercise program.  We put our heads together and decided that we can get to bed every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday at 10:30 (nothing really happens those nights) and then wake up around 6:30 am and go work out at the gym.  We got all excited about our new idea and made a pact one with another that we wouldn’t bail out on our new plan.  Both of us are notorious for sleeping in, and not following through with our goals or other commitments we make.  We decided that something that might help would be to wake up to a favorite song every morning.  That would put us in good spirits and make us excited to wake up at the crack of dawn.  We chose a peppy song to wake up to the next morning and hit the hay at exactly 10:30.

I woke up this morning at 7:50.  Steve was already half dressed for work.  Apparently our alarm didn’t go off.  If that wasn’t bad enough, I had to be at class at 8:00.  I jumped in the shower and found that there was no hot water left (things just keep getting better, don’t they?) but I showered anyway.  I was out the door at 8:03.  I made it to UVSC in about 10 minutes and found that the parking lot was full.  I discovered a spot in the very back of the lot, ran to my class (on the other side of campus on the 7th floor) and found that there was nobody there.  I went into a panic.  Where would they have gone???  Then I realized that my professor had said something about class being cancelled today.

I now have a ninety minute break in my schedule that I can use to inform my dear readers about how incredibly funny my life is. The only benefit of the last 12 hours (besides the 8+ hours of sleep I got) is the thought that just entered my mind… I may not have woken up at 6:30 to exercise, but I did get a work out running to class up 7 flights of stairs.  Maybe I should reconsider my goals.

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