Pink Trash Travels


Return 2 Normalcy

Today is the first full day that we're back in Munich and all is back to normal. I woke-up and made my protein shake. I bought a train ticket for the remaining few days in March. And I headed to the gym for a workout before settling back home to work. Though sadly, once I got to Leo's, I realized I forgot my iPod shuffle. Which, as a result, made my workout less than spectacular.

I'm not sure if you're like me, but when I don't have tunes pounding in my ears, I have less motivation (hence the birth of Club Fridays and now Club One). And since there wasn't anybody at Leo's to keep me going, I somewhat wandered around trying my best to get pumped. My workout became more experimental as I need to adjust my routine for the next eight weeks. So, I suppose it wasn't totally worthless. I now have the foundations for a one-arm program that starts next week.

Because believe me, I need to step it up a notch now that we're back and I have three weeks of food settling around my midsection. Sure, it's not bad (I'm not Karen after all). I can properly assess if there's a big problem. But psychologically, tacos and Popeye's chicken don't make you feel fit. Full, yes. Fit, no.