I did my exercise routine at 3:45 am today. Why? For the best of reasons. See, tonight is date night. We’ve got a babysitter, and my wife and I are going out. Which is wonderful, and I’m totally excited about it. But I also realized that there was no way I was going to hit my exercise goals if I tried to do them after work like usual. There’s just too much going on tonight, and I’m just not going to say something stupid like “we’re having a great time, love. Can we take a twenty minute break, though, while I do some pushups?”
Just ain’t gonna happen.
Exercising at that time of morning is… interesting. I feel pretty good right now, actually. Like I’ve accomplished something. I’d do it more regularly, but… well… it’s 3:45 in the morning. The only reason I’m up that early, usually, is work. So I’ll probably leave this for something to do in the evening.