January 2nd was my first day of prep. For some reason these dates always stick with me. I'll always remember April 4th as the date my last prep started. Anyways, I wrapped up my first week of prep probably in the same state of mind that I was in almost 2 years ago. A total fog. I was out of the routine of constantly cooking, cleaning dishes, double-checking to make sure I had everything, and shopping for weeks worth of food at a time. I do a lot of this stuff during the offseason, but it's completely different. For example, if you forget to pack a lunch, you can always substitute something else. Tired and not in the mood to cook? Just find something else to eat tomorrow. You can miss a meal. After a long day you can stop and get something quick for carryout. Not during prep.
On Friday I was exhausted. It was a long day. I hadn't slept well for three nights straight and all I wanted to do was stop at chipotle, go home, and relax. But I couldn't...and I didn't. I went home to change my clothes and headed to the gym. First rule of prep...never miss a meal. Second rule of prep....never miss a workout. I was fine once I got to the gym. This is my 'other' gym and it was once again packed with idiots. Big ones!
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