Making The Right Decision

5:05am. That’s when my alarm goes off every morning. It’s gym time !! I rolled my ass out, got dressed, peed, brushed teeth, grabbed my water bottle, mp3, towel popped my fat burners and drove the deserted streets to Bally’s.

I always get there early. It opens at 5:30am but I’m usually there by 5:15. Gives me some time to ‘wake up’ before I start my two and a half mile run to nowhere.

So I’m sitting there, in my car, parked a couple rows back in the lot. I push the seat back and toss a Reebok foot on the dash. Normally I would be jammin’ to some crankin’ 95.3FM #1 for Hip Hop in Orlando. Today my fingers found 103.1 Smooth Jazz.

Slowly fellow morning regulars start rolling in. They reminded me of bees. All drawn to the same flower, all searching for their own personal nectar high. There’s a ‘high’ that gymrats get from working out. It’s adrenalin, pumping through our veins. It’s addictive and intoxicating. We crave it, love it, need it.

I don’t ‘know’ these people. We don’t talk. We know each other by sight only. There’s Mustang Guy, X-Ray Tech Girl, Beamer Chick, Marathon Man 1 and 2, Retired Guy, Stalker Dude and F150 Chick. And a couple I do know by name, Joe, Jimmy, Joanne and John. HA HA That funny, they all start with J !! And then there’s Marie. Marie opens the place. She’s usually on time. And when she pulls up you better be out of her way. She flies across the lot in her junky Chevy piece-o-shit car like she on FIRE !! Ha Ha

I watch them all file in. They can’t wait to get their morning fix. Strangely, I’m just not feeling the draw. My sweat buddie is late today. Very unusual. I know he’s skippin out me. Strangely, I feel a bit relieved. I leave.

As I’m pulling away I find that the same feeling that I had driving TO the gym, I now have driving AWAY. I can’t wait to get home. And the traffic and lights are irritating the shit out of me.

The closer I get to home, the more at peace I feel. I know that my man is curled up in bed, the bedroom window is open and the morning breeze is drifting in across his naked body, covered only to the waist with a sheet.

I stand next to the bed, strip down and slip under the sheet next to him. I love spooning with him. I’m always the ‘big spoon’.

I woke 2 hours later, our legs and bodies entwined, completely at peace. I felt rested and completely secure. I know that I made the right choice in coming back home this morning.

Just the simple pleasure of knowing I made a decision that was 100% absolutely the RIGHT one is a pleasure all it’s own.

If I do nothing else today, I know that I have already done one thing right. And for today, that’s all the pleasure I need.

You do anything right today?