Is the Gym the new Crack?

For two weeks now I’ve driven myself to attend gym in the wee hours of the morning before I head to work. I drag myself out of bed at roughly 5:00am and head to the gym for the 6:15am class. I can understand why gym junkies do it everyday, it seriously does give you energy for the day. You feel energized, stronger and not to mention, leaner. I enjoy being productive with my life, I feel proud and very satisfied because it takes a lot of effort and dedication to do what I am doing.

Woke up this morning with my alarm blazing at 4:30am, I pressed the snooze button and decided to not go to the gym. Now, funnily enough, I feel guilty and extremely fat. I feel sleepy because I miss that burst of energy the gym provides.

Are gyms the new crack?

I am withdrawaling at my desk, filling my head with unhealthy immoral thoughts about fatty food, and hating myself for being fat. The gym has an effect on most people that attend it, either attending it for the first time or returning to it after a long “supposed rest week”. Miss C recently joined the gym complaining about gaining weight, for someone that can’t be bothered to take a walk at lunch time; she’s committed herself to attending the gym everyday after work. Even so for myself, I get scolded by the fucks at work for arriving late to work because of gym yet I am still wanting to intend. Gym has a drawing power greater than the black hole in space. Scrawny guys envision muscles on their bodies, women envision rake thin bodies, muscle men envision, well… more muscle, the club owner envisions more money.

I don’t feel different or look different. My arms are still as large as they were before, my hips are still pregnant with my love handles, I don’t feel particularly more healthier. I think the fact that I have a purpose to go to the gym in the morning is one of the biggest factors of why I attend. Sure, getting thin is a great part of it, but I like the satisfaction of knowing I did it. Knowing I woke up in the morning when 90% of the country is sleeping, knowing that I got through the arduous part of my day and that the rest of the day will slide by easily. I simply love it.

As I am typing this, I feel like I want to go. Maybe I will go… maybe for a walk. I’m not sure.

I am so tired. I am more tired than a Hungry Hiker Hiking himself up the Himalayas :)

Feeling abit wilted however, the weekend is upon me.

Recharging the batteries soon!