No, this is not another movie review, even though it is understandable if you expect it when reading the title of this post. Instead, it reflects the fact that I today decided to go to the gym at about 8am.
If you know a little about me, you will know that me and mornings have never been particularly compatible. And considering that I, up until a few weeks ago, only occasionally got near a gym, you will understand how unlikely today’s event is. I didn’t think I had it in me, but just after 8am I was walking in the doors.
I did the usual program, but I must admit it was a bit more difficult to get through it than usual. I am going to blame the early hour for that, because I think I was mentally still in bed for most of the session. I am not entirely sure that I will continue to work out in the morning, but it is a lot more practical than going in the middle of the day during work. I’ll try it out a few more times, and hope that I will get used to it.
On a different note…
Tonight, there was a motocross race on the beach outside our house and in addition the Red Arrows came for a visit. The latter, in particular was a great spectacle, and I was lucky enough to have pretty much the best seat in the house. You can click the images for a larger version.