We're at the end of our third week waking up and going to the gym before work. I'm starting to rather enjoy it. The only detriment to all of this (in addition to the 5:30 a.m. alarm, of course), is that I am starting to realize how old my body is getting.
Every morning when I sit up in bed, I turn to one side and then another and my back sounds like little fireworks are going off. There are parts of me that crack and creak that I never knew existed. I actually have to stretch before and after working out so I don't pull something. And I must put my sweats over my shorts before I go outside so I don't catch a cold (after 30 years, I am finally listening to you, Dad).
I could swear it was just last week that I was invincible...and now, this.
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