This morning, I choose gym.
Too early to eat and not hungry at all, I peel off a banana before heading out.
Repetition causes discomfort. The body shakes. It nears muscle failure. Forced to focus on just the physical motion, mind’s wanderings fade away. Both sets of lungs fill with much needed emptiness.
Must execute every exercise with near-perfect form. The body can’t afford another injury. Combined with sweat, endorphin pours out of me.
I pedal faster.