*beep* *beep* *beep*
I sit up at a fast pace, hearing my blaring alarm go off. It's probably the loudest alarm i could get. My roommates hate it as it wakes them up, but it's the only thing to shock me enough to wake me up in the morning.You see, i am a morning person, i love waking up at 5am. However, if i can lie in bed for an extra 10 minutes, I won't fight against it. So, having a loud alarm shocks me enough to wake me up and get ready for the day.
I look over at my alarm clock and see the bright light showing me its 5am.
I quickly tap the top of the alarm, turning the loud noise off before flinging the duvet off my bare body.Another thing, i do enjoy sleeping naked, it makes me feel so free, as well as it's healthy for the body.
I swing my legs over my bed, picking up a pair of boxers, a sports bra, some jogging bottoms and a pair of socks.
I quickly slide the items of clothing on before walking out of my bedroom.I walk over to the shared kitchen, entering my area which is full of vegetables, fruits and healthy snacks. I love keeping my body well fueled for the day and as fit as possible. It makes me feel comfortable with myself and i know all the ladies like to stare.
Oh yes, if I didn't mention it before, im gay. Like gayyyy. I have short hair and dress like a guy. You could say that i get mistaken for a guy more often than i appreciate but i understand.
I reach up, taking a pint glass out and filling it with ice cold water. I always drink a pint of water in the mornings with my vitamins.
I also prepare a small snack whilst i drink my water. This consists of a banana with peanut butter. It's the perfect pre workout snack. Healthy and practical. It's really fast to prepare as well.Once i have drank my water, i pick up my snack and open the doors to the balcony. You see, in Barcelona, even in the early mornings, it's still rather hot, making eating outside the perfect setting for the mornings.
*Tweet*
I hear a noise to my right, hearing the sweet tone of a bird.
"Hey little guy, you're loud for this time of the morning, aren't you" i whisper to the bird, not wanting to scare it awayI lean back in my chair gently, attempting not to scare the bird in the process. I continue eating my snack, taking short breaks to just sit and listen to the peaceful morning, before the chaotic life of y/n y/l/n begins.
Once i have finished sitting outside, i stand up suddenly, unfortunately scaring the bird off.
"Well, bye bye little one" i mumble, mostly to myselfI enter the kitchen again, cleaning up the mess i have made.
If you can't tell, i have OCD. For anyone who doesn't know, this stands for obsessive compulsive disorder, meaning i clean all the time, wanting the area to be perfect. Otherwise, it irritates me and sometimes makes me lash out, but this is not a regular occurrence.Once i have finished washing the dishes, i wipe my wet hands, ensuring the towel is placed down in the correct space.
I finally finished, walking towards my room and opening the door quietly, ensuring to not bother my roommates.
Yes, i know what you are thinking, 'your alarm is so loud, how can a little squeak of a door be a problem'. Well yes, I don't really understand either. I think it's because they know that the alarm will sound at the same time every day, but me being loud is not necessary.I quietly enter my room, quickly picking up a t-shirt and my keys.
I proceed to move around the apartment some more, walking towards the door to put on my running shoes that are placed in the cupboard.
You see, the cupboard makes a loud noise opening, no matter how hard you try not to make it. So, the trick here is, put on your shoes as fast as you can before someone opens their door.This is exactly what i do, practically running out of the apartment to avoid my roommates.
I shut the door before hearing a loud voice shouting behind the large door
"For fuck sake y/n!" A high pitched voice says
I just chuckle at this, used to this morning routine by this point, but apparently my roommates have not.Ahh yes, i forgot to mention, i go to the gym at this time of the morning. But you see, i dont understand some people. Why drive to the gym when you can just run? You will end up stepping on a tredmil anyways so, just do it going to and from the gym? Am i the only one who doesn't understand this?
I begin my jog towards the gym, just listening to the morning noise that comes with it. And for this time of the morning, that is not a lot. I breath a sigh of relief, not liking interactions in the morning. It gives me peace for the first few moments of the morning.
I finally reach the gym, opening the heavy doors to see my favourite person working this morning.
"Good morning Jennifer" i say towards the sweet lady behind the desk, smiling at her in the process
"Good morning miss y/l/n" she mumbles, obviously not liking being up at this time of the morning
I just chuckle at our interaction, knowing that she is the one who decided to work this early
"You know, you are such a mystery, you are the only person i know who actually enjoys being up this early" she says, smiling in my direction
"Yeah, well, got to take care of the old body, hey?" I say, winking in her direction
She just chuckles and buzzes me in, letting me enter the large buildingI go straight towards the weights, already knowing that my cardio is done through my morning jogs, to and from the gym.
Today is leg day. This is my worse workout, not that i really dislike a workout, i just would rather do an arm workout, if that makes sense.
I always do strength training, attempting to beat my personal records every time. But 2 days a week, i do boxing training, ensuring my body is at peak physical fitness at all times.
I love boxing. Im actually really good at boxing and perform professional multiple times. However, football is my true love, and nothing will ever take me away from that.
I start off with squats, obviously starting at a lighter weight to warm my muscles up.
I start at 50, knowing that it will be easy. I then progress to 75, 100, 150, 200 and then 250 for my personal record
"Come on, ive got this" i mumble to myself, putting on my headphones and putting my body underneath the metal bar.
I squat down, and proceed to push back up, struggling in the process
"Up! Up! Up!" I hear my trainer say, attempting to motivate me
"Ughhh" i shout, lifting the bar up to the starting point and putting it back on the rack
"Yes!" I shout, giving my trainer steve a high five
"Right, come on then, lets get on with the rest of the workout" he says, ensuring im completing it, not that i wouldnt anywaysI continue my workout, doing Bulgarian split squats, deadlifts, calf raises and glute bridges. Finishing off with a wall sit with a weight of 50 on my knees
"Come on" i mumble through gritted teeth, attempting to reach 5 minutes this time, just falling short on my previous workoutOnce the clock hits 5 minutes, the weight is lifted off my knees and i stand up in victory, shaking my fists in the air
"Lets fucking go!" I shout again, preceding to give steve another high five
"Perfect y/n!" He says, proud of my progress
"Same time tomorrow" he says, smiling at me whilst pointing his finger in my direction
"You bet" i say, giving him a bro hug and walking out of the gymI walk past the desk, looking towards it hoping to see the wonderful blonde stood at the counter
"Well well well, look who is still here 2 hours later. Looking a little more lively now, huh?" I say, smirking in her direction
"Ha ha ha, you are soo funny" she says, looking at me, a small smile playing on her lips
"If you must know, Chris got me a coffee" she says, lifting the half drank cup up in the air for me to see
"Ahh, i see, well, ill see you tomorrow Jennifer" i say, waving towards her
"Bye miss y/l/n" she says, waving back at meI just smile and push open the double doors, seeing the sun has finally risen.
I proceed to place my headphones back on my head, and start the long jog home. Its around a 5 mile jog each way so, its a nice and short jog.
I finally reach the apartment, checking my watch to see its 8 am
I rustle through my pocket, picking out my keys and placing them in the key hole, twisting it to open the apartment door
"Well, lets see what today brings"
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