The Comedy of Errors

I'm trying to learn to laugh at myself, but that's not an easy task. This morning has truly been filled with errors. Stemming from first thing this morning....

I woke up at 4:54am on Tuesday morning so that I could get ready to meet Brenda at the gym. The first train out of Porter Square was at 5:21am. I was aiming as best I could to make that train. I packed my bags and headed to the subway. I arrived on the platform at 5:30am. After sitting on the bench for about 5 minutes, I realized I had forgotten my pedometer. (The school that I work for is doing a fitness challenge. I'm pretty set to win the whole thing!!! More on that in another post.) I also realized that I didn't have another set of clean clothes to wear for Physical Therapy tonight. So I headed home...and as I was heading up the escalator they called the subway going into the city. Ugh....

I got home and ran around the house trying to get stuff together. I ran into the bedroom trying to find my pedometer in the dark. Chet didn't even stir as I dropped stuff on the floor.

I walked back to the subway and climbed aboard the train to the city. The worst part of the whole thing was I walked past the Cambridge branch of my gym like four times. I really wanted to meet Brenda though. I have great workouts when I am with her and I really needed that motivation.

I arrived at the gym at 6:25am and there was Brenda smiling and bright eyed on the Arc Trainer. She was already 40 minutes through her workout. I hopped on the machine next to her and we started chatting. It was great to have someone to workout with again after a few days apart.

Around 20 minutes into my workout, exhaustion and dehydration started to set in. I was having a really hard time continuing my workout and definitely considered giving up. Brenda was with me for about half of the workout and then headed upstairs to get ready for work. I did finish an hour of cardio.

I went to the locker room to change and get ready for work. I went to shower and hung my towel on the hook outside the shower. My towel had a mind of its own and I had to wrestle with it to stay put. When I finally finished my shower, I went to reach for it and it was on the floor. Damn Towel!!!

The rest of my day was ok. I had a very busy day in the office followed by a lengthy Physical Therapy session. Shellie worked me pretty hard but I left feeling good and optimistic (plus they put electrodes on my leg-cool!!!). I am really ready for someone to release me back onto the roads.

After an exhausting day of errors, I went home and had dinner with Chet. I know that there will be days filled with more errors. I know there will be days when I am frustrated with myself and the world. But I am learning to laugh...and I made sure I had my pedometer on this morning (Wednesday) when I left for work.