I'm Yours

Obessed With You

Toto POV

Travelling anywhere has always come as a blessing and curse. Don't get me wrong, I like travelling as much as the next person, but little inconveniences like sleep schedules and working in different time zones sometimes got the better of me. I have to be in the city for a few days and haven't shaken off the jet lag, which I usually can grapple with. I'm still waking up to the British time zone while I'm supposed to be in Eastern Standard Time, but what can I do. It's only a few days, and then I'll be back at Brackley. For now, I have decided the best thing I can do with my extra time is to get some work done. I glance over at the clock, and it's 2:30am. Certain work items require a keen eye for detail, occupying my time until roughly 5:30 or 6 am local time to head to the gym.

I haul myself up from the bed and head towards the hotel desk where my laptop and phone are situated. I allow my computer to boot up and decide to take these few minutes to head to the washroom, splash some water on my face and make some coffee to ease out of the groggy haze of sleep. Once I have everything I need to sit for a few hours in front of the laptop, I sit in the chair and reflexively enter my sign-in credentials for the computer. Since my mind is fresh, I decided that contracts and agreements coupled with a few emails are what I will take these few hours to work on. It is relatively 6:30am in England, so by the time I am done looking at these things, most of the team will be in the office, and some of my team members will have a response to their pressing issues. I open my email, see what needs responding, and get those out of the way since some problems are quick; I will leave the ones that require a bit more detail until after I've looked at some paperwork. I take this chance to open up the server with the company's shared documents and some of the files I'm working on. I opened up the first contract and started looking it over. The first glance of the document is to skim and get the gist of the contract. The second time around, I began making annotations where necessary and allowed for my input. Once I finish that, I repeat the same process with a few more documents and send separate emails to the individuals who require feedback on them. Feeling more awake and having the aptitude for thinking, I respond to emails requiring more attention and careful articulation. Once that is done, it's roughly 6 am local time. I give everything I am working on a final glance, and I save and close my laptop.

Taking off my glasses, rubbing my face, and running my hands through my hair, I get up from the desk to change into gym attire. I can feel that my body craves any physical activity. I am not trying to say I'm old, but I just want to move, if that makes sense. I head towards the bed and strip from my plaid pyjama bottoms and a black t-shirt to some compression shorts with baggy mesh shorts over the top and a grey athletic t-shirt. After that, I grab a water bottle and my Bose headphones since I really don't feel like being bothered at this hour, even though I am probably the only one awake. I head to the door, slip on my trainers, take the room key, and head out. I decided on taking the stairs since it would be some light cardio before I started my run on the treadmill. I attempt to think about which area of my body I want to kill today. I decided on hitting my upper body today. I go into the notes section of my phone, find my upper body routine, and reaffirm that those are the exercises I will do for roughly 2 hours. 

Exiting the stairs, I am now on the floor with the exercise and weight room of the hotel. Swiping my key card, I enter and see that I am alone; it makes me slightly happy that no one is in there. I have it myself and won't be bothered. I put a news channel on my phone to listen to while running for 30 minutes. It's a solid warm-up and pace that will help get my muscles loose. Once I feel flexible and have stretched, I move towards the free weights to start my first exercise. I decided it would be chest, back, biceps and triceps, then moving to shoulders and traps, ending the workout with sit-ups, crunches, and chair raises. It was a well-rounded workout; I won't obviously overkill my upper body, but it gives me a nice tapered look. With that, the reps and sets of each exercise fill up the 2 hours; I feel slightly tired but energized for the day; sometimes, working up a sweat can be the best remedy for lack of sleep. Before I head out of the gym, I take the chance to look around and see if anyone is in there, and see that there is no one, I decided to take a chance and take off my now dark greyish shirt since the pump is relatively fresh I can see the muscles at their fullest. It's a slight urge to flex in different poses, but I assess my physique. I know I am over 50, but I was in great shape. I wasn't overly lean, but I also don't push the number of weights I lift to be bulky with muscles; I enjoy any physical activity that helps me keep in shape. It helps give some balance to the hectic lifestyle I have. Now that I had enough admiration for myself in the gym mirror, I put my shirt back on and decided to take the elevator up.