It’s funny how this day turned out this year just as I returned from a trip and following almost two weeks that I haven’t been to the gym. Unlike years ago, I’m certain that I’ll be back to my workout routine (1 hour, 11 km run, 3 times a week) in a couple of days and I’m not worried about it at all. I’m more curious (and a little afraid) about how much weight I gained during these past two weeks. I hope it’s not a whole lot – that would freak me out :)
I guess this symbolizes the fact that I’ve made the workouts an integral part of my life. It’s no longer an effort, but a necessity.
By the way, I think I only missed one workout this year and made up for it later on. I have a rule that says “if I’m too sick to work out – I’m too sick to work.” There is no excuse for going to work while skipping a workout that is scheduled for the same day.