Do you remember how I was rubbing in last week that the thermometer had reached almost 90Â°F [=30Â°C] for the first time this year? Yeah, well, turns out that was just a little taste of summer.
Admittedly, it is still April and we’re back to the mid-60’s where we should be. And I actually like it that way. I took a long, hot bubble bath last weekend – which might just as well have been the last time before a most likely long and hot summer – so I’d better enjoy it when I can. Right now, it even looks like rain when I look out. I had to get out my fleece-jacket to go to work this morning.
My gym class killed me last night. Figuratively speaking, of course, since you can very well see that I am here to type this entry. It’s weird, even though I know it’s going to hurt
a little a lot the next day, I do look forward to the workout every Monday… the one day that I have totally committed to workoutwise, even though I am hoping and trying to go at least two more timesÂ per week.
I really do enjoy the satisfying, nevertheless tired, feelingÂ when the class ends, rightÂ before theÂ best part of the 1,5-hour-workout: stretching. The music gets all quiet and everybody gets into a relaxed state of mind. I feel sweaty, exhausted, but really good. AbsolutelyÂ great and rewarding feeling.
Come on, don’t tell meÂ that doesn’t makeÂ you want to go to the gym :)