At Least I Remembered My Underwear!
I reach into my gym locker for my sophisticated black blazer to wear over my camisole and I realize there is no jacket to be found. Maybe I didn’t hang it up when I got to the gym. “Great job, Dollface!” I think to myself, you are going to be a wrinkled mess. Maybe I can iron it real quick. I open my gym bag only to find it empty. My mind races. This is not good. I have a 9am meeting and showing up in a camisole is less than stellar attire.
My mind starts to freak a little, “THIS. IS. NOT. HAPPENING.” I silently yell in my head. I have forgotten earrings, even underwear, but NEVER something so staple to my outfit as a blazer!
My ego looks glaringly over her sassy rhinestone spectacles at me, hands on hips and all. “Don’t start with me today, Lady!” I snap at her. Ok, no worries, I can just go to the store and grab something… and then I remember that it’s 8am and nothing is open. There isn’t time to run home and make it to my meeting on time. I weigh my options: 1) Wear your parka. I could take off the hood and maybe no one will notice I am ready to be skiing the slopes and probably sweating sitting inside in a feather down coat. 2) The Gym’s Pro Shop is open! I could grab something (anything) I am sure they have something suitable. I silently pray “PLEASE God, let them have something suitable! I will never do anything wrong for the rest of my whole life… EVER!”
I choose option #2 and head up to the pro shop.
$40 and three minutes and 37 seconds later, I am the new owner of a black, overpriced fleece, embroidered with my gyms logo. Oh joy! Merry Early Christmas to me, I guess.
I leave the gym on-time but beyond annoyed with myself and begin to ponder how I got myself into this little predicament. My answer leaves me more annoyed with myself than when I started the pondering. “Champions do not become champions when they win the event, but in the hours, weeks, months and years they spend preparing for it. The victorious performance itself is merely the demonstration of their championship character.” Thanks, Alan Armstrong, and damn you! I now feel like a total failure… And why do I think of stupid quotes at the most inopportune times!? Maybe I am being slightly over dramatic but the truth of the matter is, I was ill-prepared to be a victorious Champion of my Monday. I have my excuses, I have been sick and basically dying for the past few days. I had a long weekend and wasn’t on my game. I have… Oh the list of excuses goes on and on… Truth is when it comes down to it, I wasn’t prepared for my day. I didn’t prepare the night before like usual and that left me scrambling around in the dark at 5am, while packing my gym bag and brushing my teeth. (You’re welcome for that visual… It’s hot, I know.)
“The key is not the will to win. Everybody has that. It is the will to prepare to win that is important.” Thanks Bobby Knight… I know that it is in the preparation that we truly reach success… Now I just have the fleece to remind me, incase I ever forget!