I finally overcame my laziness enough last Friday to purchase a pass to the fitness center on campus. I kept meaning to do, but other things (like hunger and the need to sit down) got in the way.
Surprisingly enough I have already made use of the Rec twice since Friday.
I'm really feeling rather impressed with myself.
Or at least I was until this morning.
After my first class, I had a three hour break due to a class cancellation.
"Perfect," I thought. I can work out, eat, and stroll across campus to my last class of the day. I was even proactive last night and this morning, making a lunch, gathering supplies, etc.
All went according to plan, until I finished up my shower after the work out session.
First of all, I was thrilled with the postcard size towels they provide which cannot fully cover an entire naked woman. You kind of have to pick your battles.
Secondly, I realized as I opened my miniscule day-use locker (which didn't even hold all my stuff) that I had neglected to bring a change of underwear.
This left with me with a dilemma. I could either put the worked-out-in pair back on again, or I could go commando.
The choice was clear.
If your unsure about which option I went with, let me paint you a picture.
My on the exercise bike, sweat pouring off my body because, in part, I chose a bike with full-on sunshine.
Isn't it obvious to you too now?!