Shitty Day Workout

Ok, let's say that or minds are these little worlds where all of the experiences, emotions, sights, smells, and actions of you day come together and on a moment to moment basis form images that describe the state of you mind at that given moment. So if you are happy, it is your wedding day, and you are feeling nothing but bliss and hope, so maybe the state of your mind takes a form something like this:

The sky is blue, and there is nothing but sun and waves today. Birds are flying and there is a light breeze that smells of lilac and the sea. It is wonderful to be in your mind today. You are everything in this world: each and every grain of sand, every happy sea creature that pokes its cute little face out of the surf, the sounds made by the breeze; it is all you and you are all of it.

As you might have guessed, this is nice little beach scene is not the picture that my mind has formed today. Oh, no!! Yesterday, I went to the dentist and had four cavities filled, and at one point the guy was pulling on my cheek hard enough to pop the skin off of my nose like the corner of a fitted sheet during a fitful sleep. The left side of my face hurt so bad that I was forced to take a Vicodin and this morning I was so drugged up that I couldn't function enough to get to the gym, then after I got to work I had to spend the whole day on the phone with insurance companies and benefits department trying to sort a mess that never needed to be sorted out in the first place. Also, today was my best student workers last day, which even though I am happy for her, I hate to see her go. And on top of everything else, I have had a crick in my neck and have not been able to look left all damn day and my teeth hurt worse now than they did before I went to the dentist. So the picture that represents the state of my mind looks like this:

No sun, no beach, no cute sea creatures. It is a crappy place comprise of an effing loading dock and a chair that reeks of cat piss! In fact, the whole place reeks of cat piss: the wall, door, chair, and if someone could push the bell the button would leave their finger smelling like . . . you guessed it . . . CAT PISS. Today was nothing but a cat piss day all around and nothing could change that. My mood didn't even improve when Willy, the barber at the Y gave me two free bananas, which would normally be enough to perk just about anyone right up because Willie is a nice guy who gives away produce and cuts hair. But not me, not today anyway because . . . well . . . CAT PISS!

So today by the time I got to the gym, I was beginning to wish that my parents had been smart enough to figure out how to properly use a condom, and knew that there was no way that any workout would improve my mood, so I just decided to use my workout as means to punish myself for existing. So to make a long story short, here is my shitty day workout:

Jump rope: 200 skips
Stairs: 4 flights up & down
Laps: 2 times around the track
Jump rope: 300 skips
Stairs: 6 flights up & down
Laps: 3 times around the track
Prisoner Squats with leg ups: 25
One legged squats: 15 each leg
Burpees: 10
Fire Hydrants: 15 each leg
Prisoner Squats with leg ups: 25
One legged squats: 15 each leg
Burpees: 10
Fire Hydrants: 15 each leg

I did this in just under 45 mins and left the gym still in the same shitty mood that I was in when I arrived, and today that is just as good as it is going to get.