The last time I got into the gym at 6am was maybe over 6 weeks ago. Since the Christmas break started I have been spoilt rotten. During the 2 week holiday, I woke up no earlier than 8am on most days, and only got into the gym at 9am. Since we went back to work over 3 weeks ago, I only went on Saturday mornings.
I guess a main reason is we have been going to bed later in these warmer days and it is tough getting up early.
I was beginning to feel more sluggish for all the lack of exercise however and thought I had better resume more “normal” schedules. After all, kiddo has started school again and life has taken on more “normal” cycles again.
I resolutely climbed out of bed at 5.10 this morning, went through my usual routine and pulled into the car park of the gym just before 6. It felt good again to be pounding the treadmill at that hour and though it was short of what I wanted to do, the 45 minute run of just under 9km was enough to soak my singlet in sweat. A 10-15 minute stretch after that ensured a full hour of exercise and it felt rather good.
Problem is: I am now feeling a sudden plunge of energy, even low blood pressure. I guess after almost 6 weeks, the body has gotten used to having left over energy at this hour to plough on. Confronted with a sudden surge of energy use, the surplus is suddenly now a deficit.
Boy, do I need a pick-me-up right now. Actually you know what – I feel like a cold sugar cane juice right at this moment! No? Okay, maybe a quick sweet cup of coffee…
Ante 