Back to my roots

I am awaiting my new program from Erik…  patiently but not passively. I am taking this opportunity to get back to my roots. Today I am doing a full body workout without an Ipod. No music. None.

The first year I started working out, I used no music. It was enough for me just to be at the gym. The clanking sounds, the smell, the grunts and panting. The hum of the big fans, the purr of the treadmills. It was a sensory extravaganza. I spent three and half hours every time I walked in. It was an event.

Some people scoff at people that go to the gym to socialize. These were my people. I didn’t want to be anywhere else. I still don’t.

I do however, and there is always a however… need to reconnect with my roots. Somewhere along the line I relied not only music to get me through a tough workout, but the exact playlist became vital. Then at one point even music wasn’t enough so I switched to downloaded online radio show episodes. Now it has gotten to the point where I listen to full length (unabridged) audio books while I work out.

Today that will all change. Today I remember who I am. Today the music will radiate from me.