I am totally depressed that we have run out of 6am workouts at our Media Fitness Challenge with Anytime Fitness.
Tomorrow, Monday, June 22 is our 6:30am final weigh-in and measurements. I don’t even care who wins (my money’s on Andy, although Oliver still has great calves). I just care that somehow, I am going to have to muster the inspiration to self-motivate after such great care from the sweet and ass-kicking staff who worked us.
I might even miss the squats, the kettlebells, the TRX torture, the suicide drills, and the hour-long bad Nineties alternative marathons Tim and Glen subjected us to. (Free razor blades with every membership!)
The changes I have gone through are mostly internal. On the outside, I think I have plateaued. I’m not looking forward to weigh-in, but I sure feel stronger. I wish this were a 12-week challenge. I’d like to see where I’d be then on this path. On the inside, however, for the first time in two decades, I’ve maintained a workout regimen with enthusiasm and optimism for over a month. I know the amount of weight I should lose will take a long time, so now I have to figure out how to stay on course.
We’ll wrap this up Thursday with an announcement of the winner.
This article appears in June 19 • 2009.