Routine

So, when one moves to a new city, it takes awhile to establish any sort of routine. For me, it has been difficult to do so since I have had many weekends away (visiting parents, Chicago, weddings, etc.) but I have decided routine is nice when one's life feels chaotic. So, yesterday I began what I hope will become my routine:
6:00 Wake Up
7:00 Leave for work
8:00 Arrive at work
5:00 Leave work
5:30 Go to the gym
7:30 Home
To many this may seem, tiresome and monotonous but to me it is comfort. Obviously, I am flexible and when I make a new friend (I can dream, right?)I will adjust my schedule to fit but until then, this will carry my through.

So, I went to the gym for the first time yesterday. My old gym in Chicago will not let me out of my agreement (unless I die, they have me for another year) but says there is a gym here I can use. There is no way out of memberships unless you live more than 25 miles away from one of its affiliates. So, I got online to read the reviews and they are HORRIBLE! It am frightened to go there but to add a little adventure in my life, I am going to try it this weekend :)

So last night I hit the Duke gym. It is on campus and it is where most students and faculty work out. I was gruffly greeted by the desk person who swiped my ID card and pointed to the workout area. Needless to say, there were no maps of the building or class list so I was on my own. I quickly found the locker room, changed and was ready to sweat...except that I forgot my ipod and magazine. I didn't let that get me down and quickly found a treadmill and off I went. This was not just any treadmill, it had a fan attached to it! I had never seen this before. It was GREAT! I am not one of those daintly people who glistens when they exercise. I SWEAT, my face turns red and those around me cower away, afraid of being chosen to perform mouth to mouth or call 911. I made it through my first workout there and am going to try again today...yea me!