A single bead of sweat drips from my brow and down the side of my face as I continue to peddle without gaining any ground on the stationary cycle. A middle-aged woman looks over my shoulder to view what I am looking at on the screen of my phone and then coughs—directly in my face. I get up to leave the gym already annoyed at the fact that all of the treadmills have been taken. From the look of the packed gym, it’s clearly the second day of January during the week when everyone is extremely gung-ho about their New Years resolutions.
It’s not until I get back to the car that I adjust my thoughts to view the positive aspects of the situation. Yes—this is the time of year when I have to wait a little longer for a treadmill at the gym, but it’s also the time of year when people come off of the high of the holiday giving season and focus on accomplishing goals that are set to better themselves. (more…)
For those of you who were in attendance at the last party that I threw, which was overtaken by the apartment’s vampire and her random friends, or for those people who have heard the ridiculous stories, you would think that I have since learned my lesson about planning “small get-togethers” in the New Year. Well–I suppose the second time is a charm.
I write this post as the first sunrise of the New Year slowly creeps above the horizon. Small beams of light are forcefully pushing their way into my rediscovered residence attempting to shine a giant spotlight on some of the events that occurred behind the veil of a starry night. (more…)