This month has been the hardest month for motivation at the gym that I’ve had in a LONG time. With work being so busy everything has slipped. Diet, training, motivation and energy. With only 57 days left until I fly out of the country to explore Europe wearing as little as possible, that needs to change. Not purely for vanity reasons but also for energy, confidence and plain old health reasons. Last night I had a great class at circus school after having to miss two weeks due to work and even though after just two weeks off I could feel the lack of training, it was great to be back.
This morning I got my arse out of bed on what was one of the coldest mornings of the year so far, and got myself to the gym for a 6am start. It was the best workout I’ve had in weeks and tomorrow will hopefully follow suit.
The image above is purely gratuitous and fictitious in terms of my gym There are no open showers at my gym and certainly not multiple hot men naked in there together at the same time. That is just a dream of mine.