This thing has become a yearly occurrence since high school ended for me. May be a little odd, may be not. However, my new year seems to always officially start in the month of February. My January(s), Januaries? My "plural form of the month January" are always so messy, unsatisfying and just unsettling to my mind and body. Should I put it in a way where my January is the trial month for my every new year? Seems legit.
Though I have been really active posting blog posts, behind the laptop screen, I've basically evolved into an ugly, unsocial, unproductive, tetchy little toad for the past month. I've only left the flat a couple of times, yes in all honesty, two. One was to submit an assignment in the business building and the other was to take an exam which I know I could have done better (and it is certainly a pain in the heart knowing that).
Anyways, I did not get any sleep last night. I just dove right into that Youtube wormhole or quicksand and was never found. Well technically, right at the moment when I noticed the windows looking brighter and realised how much time as past. I just got straight up and hit the gym (no, I did not physically or mentally abuse the gym, see what I did there?). I was motivated, I am. Let's see how long this can last. My plan right now is to warm up my body, start moving muscles that I rarely use and begin spinning classes again by February like I did so last year. I tend to push myself harder when exercising with a group (CrossFit, however, is no doubt, definitely not my cup of tea). I'll probably keep my blog up-to-date on my progress just to give me that extra guilt if I don't hit the gym. Don't worry, it's for the better, I hope. Alright, till then, God bless.
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