I rarely encourage folks not to work out, but from time to time there’s a good reason to skip the gym. Illness is one reason. Here’s another.
You go to the gym and are all excited about running on the green way behind the facility. You check in at the front desk, proceed to the locker room and meticulously hang your clothes and arrange your toiletries in your locker. You make a quick stop in the restroom. On the way out of the restroom a little voice inside you tells you to check yourself in the mirror. And then you see it: a hole in the back of your running tights. The hole isn’t in the tight’s leg. You’d be ok with that. The hole is somewhere else. And your running shirt isn’t long enough to cover it.
You feel the blood drain from your face. In horror, you wonder how many people you passed walking from the parking lot to the front desk to the locker room. How many people know what color underwear you’re wearing? The temperature is in the high seventies so you do not have a jacket or long sleeve t-shirt to wrap around your waist. You have two choices: continue to show the world what color underwear you’re wearing, or go ahead and take your shower and arrive at work two hours early. What would you do? I would take the second option.
Don’t ask me how I know this.