Day 1
My alarm went off at 4:50 am. UGH! The start of a new routine. I am going to be getting my ass out of bed in the morning now to go to the gym. I think this morning stuff means I have to start slow. 30 min. on the bike then off to pump some iron.
My Mom and Dad go to the gym with me as well. I laugh in my head when I see my mamma trying to understand how to use the weight machines. It’s really funny. She gets this puzzling look on her face. You have to be there to understand the look... anyway. Dad is lifting away. Getting ready for his big hunting trip in September with Vaughn.
My body wants to go back to sleep. Can I tell you the morning it has been so far? I get up at the ass crack of dawn and work out, get home, shower and then can't find my scrub bottoms. I have the tops but no bottoms. Nowhere to be found. HELLO PEOPLE, I need scrubs to wear to work! Because I am running around I have to time to do the hair and makeup at home so, I grab it all up and shove it into a bag. I guess I will do this at work! (Good thing I don’t have any patients until 10am!) It’s now 7:45 and my hair is done, face on and I ate my breakfast, diet coke and a bagel. Breakfast of champions!
Have a good day! We’ll see if there is a day 2...


