Today was not a good day in the gym. In the end, within that space that at its end, smelled of a Pink Palace Museum of yesteryear, I just did not have it in me to complete my hour on the treadmill and left with 15 minutes remaining. I pulled my body out of the gym.

Why? When I woke up this morning on time at 3 AM, I felt nothing out of the ordinary. I went through my morning routine with my butter iced coffee and even caught a couple of episodes of Ryan George along the way. I cranked out most of my sets on my Chest day until I ran out of time. I was in my groove like every morning. POD's lyrics "Is that all you got?, haha I'll take your best shot" resonated with me as I popped up to drive to the gym.

However, as I drove in the waning moment of the 4 o'clock hour, a weight crashed upon my shoulders. "Why am I even going up here? Am I wasting the time to get up here for climate-controlled cardio?" I see the same blank faces every day. It was a world I was from replaced by a bizarro something else:

Sometimes you don't wanna go
Where nobody knows your name
And nobody's glad you came
You wanna be where you can see (ah-ah)
Our troubles are all the same (ah-ah)
You don't wanna be where nobody knows your name