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My alarm woke me up at six in the morning for my morning jog. Knowing how I wouldn't immediately get up, I kept on hitting the snooze button until the digital clock on my phone was flashing that it was now half past six. With a grunt, I got up from my bed and changed into some workout clothes. A message flashed from my phone and I already had an idea on who it was before I even opened it.
Taylor Mendoza: workout for the day
30-minute jog
150 jumping jacks
50 crunches
20 tricep dips
15 squats
20 lunges (each leg)
70 russian twists
20 standing calf raises
20 pushups
1 minute plank
10 lunge split jumps
send proof so that i know you're doing it 😈
I groaned and pressed the voice recording so that she could hear my frustration. Wherever I am in the world, Taylor still manages to send me daily workouts. It's like she sets an alarm just to wake up and send me the messages herself. She's currently based in America and would only come with me if I'd be staying somewhere for more than a month.
I grabbed my windbreaker since it was going to be colder this early in the morning as well as my headphones. When I walked out of the house, I noticed that the house next to mine had the lights open meaning someone must be renting the place.
The roads were a bit wet so it must've rained hard last night. I slowed down my pace to avoid slipping as I jogged to the village. I was planning to make my morning trip to the market and then jog back before continuing my morning workout. From the walk to and from the village, it'd take me at least thirty minutes so Taylor better be proud of me when I send proof of my workout stats.
Even though it was still relatively early, there were already people biking around. Most of them were people living in the next town hoping to get in a bit of exercise before their day started. I could still feel a bit of my drowsiness within me since I was up until midnight with Aurora. She ended up arriving at my house at nine in the evening and bought a bottle of wine as well. I expected her to just open one bottle but she insisted that we open both so that we'd each have our own. She ended up asking her boyfriend to pick her up since she was too drunk to drive after finishing her own bottle. Knowing that I'd be waking up early the next day, I only finished half of mine before placing it inside the refrigerator.
I honestly felt like a zombie as I went through the market and jogged back to my house. I really have to talk to Taylor. Maybe I could switch to afternoon workouts? I am on vacation after all. I placed the food I bought on the kitchen counter before grabbing a glass of water and my yoga mat. Despite the cold weather outside, I was sweating buckets so I decided to continue my workout in the backyard. The only thing out here was a table set made for four people as well as a hammock that was hanging between two trees.
I laid down the yoga mat and began going through Taylor's workout set, even having enough energy to do a second set. As much as I loved how I already looked, I needed to stay fit for my upcoming roles. The movie I'm filming in February was an action film and I'd be spending the first two weeks back home going through combat training to prepare.
By the end of the last set, I was so tired I was tempted to just take a nap in my backyard. I was still wearing my headphones so my workout playlist was blasting through my ears. When I opened my eyes, I couldn't help but scream and jump up in surprise at the person standing by my head.
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