Some people have the ability to plan weeks or months in advance. Hubby is one of those people, so thankfully he makes up for my errant ways. I’m more of a day-to-day/hour-to-hour gal. I’ll put in events/appointments/meetings in my iCalendar, but otherwise I fly by the seat of my pants and see where the day takes me. This of course has its disadvantages. Take Thursday for example.
I knew I had an event that evening that I was dragging Hubby to and I also knew that I had to workout. Knowing these two things, though, did not make me get up at 6 AM to workout. I could have seized the day and reaped all the benefits of working out early in the AM—not the least of which is better mood and greater energy. But no, instead I did the very opposite: I worked out after I imbibed.
Yes, you read that terrible decision right. Hubby and I both had a couple of beers at the event and about an hour later, dragged ourselves to the gym. Under any other circumstance, we would have skipped the gym and made our way to bed, but we were relentless being so close to the finish line with this challenge.
It turns out that going from happy hour to the gym is a more common occurrence than I had originally thought. Yet, the risks that alcohol poses can be quite serious: impaired coordination, judgement, and balance, dehydration, and greater likelihood of injury to oneself and others. We should have called it a day after the drinks, but we did eat a lot of food that buffered the effects. Luckily, we were only doing weight machines that day and made out okay. Still, learn from our mistake folks!

I did six (6) upper-body weight machines and passed on the stair stepper.