Mondays have become a mixed bag of tricks kind of day as of late. Its the 1st day of every week that I see my ex post weekend. Yep, you read that correctly...I get to see him every.single.day of the week from M-F. We workout at the same gym and we both workout (almost) everyday. I know this sounds pretty crazy but I actually think that it has been kind of making this transition a little easier. But I will definitely admit that it makes my heart drop when I see his car in the parking lot or when I see him across the gym. Kind of like today.
First of all, he never beats me to the gym. I get dressed before leaving work and go straight from the office. So today I pull up and his shiny fire engine red pick-up work truck is sitting there in the parking lot. My heart flipped. I was not prepared for him to be there before me because normally I have about until 6:00 to amp myself up before I see his reflection in the mirror (Side note: I take classes every night and the stretching area is right behind the glass doors of the classroom and that is why I see his reflection in the mirror). Anyways, after I got over the fact that he beat me to the gym and I had to quickly prepare to see him...he was no where in sight. Thank God - kind of. I was kind of paranoid when I could not find him but I quickly got over that as my instructor preceded to kick my ass. So I got through my class just fine and saw him in his usual spot as I was leaving. Patted him on the back and waved to his friends. And walked away...
Simple as that. Tomorrow will be the same thing all over again. Joy.
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