I'll Try Anything Once
This morning I got up at 5:30 a.m. to take a spinning class. I’m neither sane nor rational at that hour, which helped me get out of bed in the dark. It did not, however, help me to remember to shut off my alarm properly, which means that I hit snooze instead and left Steve to suffer through a full seven minutes of agony and scrunching a pillow over his head until I remembered to come make sure that I shut the thing off.
The spinning instructor was delightfully perky, and I marveled that I was in a room full of these mythical creatures called “morning people.” Spooky. Except some of them seemed pretty damn grumpy, so maybe I’m wrong about that. The class seemed kind of cliquey and the teacher introduced me as a newbie, so it seems this is a regular group. I kind of like my anonymity in the gym, so I was a little disappointed to learn it’s not a class full of transients that I would be lost amongst should I decide to continue with the morning disease.
In other news…
Yesterday I bought two audio CDs. One is the full seven hour, unabridged version of Getting Things Done, so that I can completely defy logic and half listen while I work, which is frowned upon in the world of GTD since I’m supposed to be all focused on one task at a time, and “mind like water” and all that, when I’m really approximating “mind like mud.”
The other CD is about self hypnosis, which I listen to in the car. The psychiatrist (or is he a psychologist?) on the CD explains that there’s nothing hocus-pocusy about hypnosis, and that it’s more like imaging or pretending, so what I’ll really be doing is what I like to call ‘brainstorming’ about what I want to accomplish. I think in the end, it will be helpful to unwind with a little brain imagery after a long workday so that I feel refreshed upon walking in the door. That’s the plan anyway. Let’s see if it works.
I’ll try anything, clearly.

Reader Comments (3)
That whole anonymity at the gym thing is why I'm secretly kind of relieved that the gym in my apartment building doesn't offer classes, even though I could really do with some. It would just be too awkward to be doing step aerobics with my neighbors.
I am addicted to spin at 6am. ADDICTED. And my instructor does know my name, but I don't even look at, much less talk to, anyone else. I love getting my workouts done with in the morning!
Jess, I hear that. At the company gym (at a job I worked at long ago), I once worked out alongside my 50-something man-boss, and he was wearing spandex bike shorts. That image is burned into my mind forever.
Tilly, I hope I get there. I'm not there yet. God help me. I'm suffering from a bad case of the 'tireds' right now from being up that damn early.