You know that feeling?
The one you get when you've dragged yourself out of bed at an ungodly hour in the morning, somehow convincing yourself that your AM swim session is paramount, because it means you can get your PM hour run in before Dad comes to the house for dinner, allowing you to stay on schedule...and you've slurped down your pre-swim yogurt drink, even though it's kind of the last thing that sounds tempting to your palate just about now...and you've made it to the YMCA and avoided all those tempting shoulders on the side of the road where you're more than willing to pull over and just catch a few zzz's...and you're unpacking your well organized bag with folded work clothes and mini shampoos and your spare hair brush...and you realize...
...that you've forgotten your skivvies.
(...)
...and must return home...
...and bag your plans for staying on schedule just this once, but for your own personal decency...
Yeah, you know that feeling. Couldn't bottle it if you tried.
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
That feeling
(Sigh)
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4 comments:
lol!! sadly, I do not have an organized gym bag, so I would not have discovered it until AFTER the fact...
you could just Britney it while you hit the Wal-Mart on the way to work...
probably you made the right choice!
Oh no!
Bummer.
at least you gave it your best shot.
What? And miss the wonderful freedom of flying sans-skivvies? Nothing more refreshing than a cool breeze on a hot spring day, I tell you.
Seriously, I always pack my bag the night before. Matter of fact, as soon as I get home, I pull the sweaty stuff out, toss it in the hamper and immediately put in dry undies and other essentials for my next trip. It's ready right away, even if they aren't needed for a couple of days.
Many a workouts have been spared by "Commando". Live a little.
BTW, I now have a box in the truck of my car with at least one extra of everything...socks, skivvy's, belts, shirts, etc. I have been bit by the commando one too many times.
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