Monday morning. I know this week will fly by like the rest. I could work longer today, but I choose gym instead. I go check out a nearby gym and flirt with the idea of a switch.
Shiny people with stylish gear work out in brand new equipment.
Rowing machines are also brand new, and haven’t been broken in. The workout is tougher due to additional friction. This must be the first time I’ve ever used a new rowing machine. It’s a younger crowd, and by 5pm, all the machines are taken.
The lounge area looks out into the joburg skyline, and I admire the pink hues of the day’s sunset as I shiver and shake from the coldness from dry sweat.
Working out is not only good for the body. It’s good for my soul.