When I rise from bed my calf muscles are tight like clenched fists. I relax them in the shower under steaming hot water, and some walking around the room, altogether about an hour. Then I inevitably have to go out in the morning, and get back on the bike.
I miss Yoga, but I still can't bring myself to even do sun salutations in my room. Every few days I force myself to run 5K on a treadmill that seems tenuous under my footfalls. Exercise is providing my introduction to the metric system. In other words, I no longer have much concept of what the numbers mean, and I just run like hell.
I have been eating lunch meat sandwiches and veggies with hummus for almost a solid month. I miss having a kitchen and eating warm food, and NOT eating the same exact thing every single day for a month.
This weekend I will begin the creation of my new personal life. Which gym will I join? On what schedule will I work, workout, and commute? How the heck will I approach food now that I have to shop every couple of days? What will become my new favorite recipes for one? For two? I am back at the drawing board preparing to draft new specifications on this newest iteration of myself. Time to focus on the basics, and engineer a life that I love.
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