Fun Facts About Going to the Gym at 6:30 in the Morning #27

Working out when you’re still partially drunk from the night before looks a lot better on paper.

That concludes this morning’s edition of Fun Facts About Going to the Gym at 6:30 in the Morning.

Posted by Kevin K. on 12/23/08 at 09:01 AM • Permalink

Categories: Messylaneous

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What, is it Tuesday already? The last thing I remember is being really wrecked on Patron and Robitussin and having a PUMA-smashing shit-fit on marindenver’s “Rise” post.

Luckily for me, I stopped working out after I crushed 3 discs and most of my main radial nerves during a fairly routine dead-lift. I miss the exercise and the endorphins, but—like Dr. Phibes—I’ve rediscovered the joys of neuropathy, subterranean living, Art Deco revival motifs and the construction of really elaborate death-machines.

Oh, and KK—having been where you were this morning, when you have to “take a knee” coming off the bicep machine or become dizzy and disoriented whilst lying on the press-bench, it’s time to hit the shower and go watch cartoons.

Keep this up, Kevin, and you’ll look just like Barack Obama!

I was dressed to go to the gym at 6:30 but didn’t make it out the door until 9—and I don’t have alcohol to blame (though wish I did). : (  But don’t you feel better now?

Comment by J. on 12/23/08 at 11:20 AM

But don’t you feel better now?

No.

Walk it off, snack fairy!

Walk it off, snack fairy!

Comment of the day!

Fuck, I love that phrase.  I think I want it on a t-shirt.

Exercising your way out of a bad drunk is like trying to drive your way out of a DUI.

Oh, and aspirin, coffee and electrolytes are just an expensive substitute for sleep. Go back to bed.

Someone has probably used this line already, but Gym and 6:30 AM are not in any sentence I’ve ever used except maybe “there’s no f’ing way I’m going to the gym at 6:30AM” Good for you, partially drunk or not.  And how about that game against Gonzaga??

The miracle of Google supplies this:

Question: Should I exercise with a hangover?

Answer: Drink too much last night? You may think that sweating it out with a little exercise will help cure your hangover. But, the truth is, strenuous exercise isn’t the best idea after too many cocktails. Some reasons you may want to skip a hard workout:

  * Dehydration. Alcohol is a diuretic, which means it causes the body to lose more water than it takes on. It’s often this occurrence that causes many of the symptoms of a hangover like dry mouth, headaches and nausea. Exercising and sweating can actually cause you to dehydrate even more.
  * Clumsiness. When you’re hungover, you may be more uncoordinated than usual and more apt to injure yourself.
  * General ickiness. Drinking too much puts stress on the body and everything becomes harder, especially exercise. Working out when you feel bad can make you feel even worse.


In addition, I found a post commenter somewhere who recommended mixing Joe Weider’s Mega Blaster formula with vodka instead of fruit juice or milk, but that was probably written by a General Nutrition troll.

Aren’t you self-employed-ish?  What’s the point if you’re just going to go to the gym at 6:30 in the motherloving morning?

I don’t know how I feel till I hold that steel. That was always true: I might have a cold, or one of those days when everything is hard to do because you’re tired for no reason at all except that you’re alive, and I’d work out, and by the time I got in the shower I couldn’t remember how I felt before I lifted; it was like that part of the day was yesterday and now I was starting a new one. Or a hangover: some of my friends and my brother too are hair-of-the-dog people, but I’ve never done that and I never will, because a drink in the morning shuts down the whole day, and anyway, I can’t stand the smell of it in the morning and my stomach tells me it would like a Coke or a milkshake, but it is not about to stand for a prank like a shot of vodka or even a beer.

Andre Dubus, “The Pretty Girl”

Not sure how it applies, but it seems germane.  Used to read a lot of Dubus once upon a time….

And how about that game against Gonzaga??

Dude, I so that we were going to to lose that game in regulation.  Looks like we’ve got another good season ahead of us. The Fairfield game on Friday is kinda a let down after playing Gonzaga.  This also reminded me that

BTW, I think Manamongst Hussein, who comments here sometimes, used to play for NC. Looks like we’ve got a 1-2 season ahead of us.

What’s the point if you’re just going to go to the gym at 6:30 in the motherloving morning?

Pretty simple answer: that’s when the wifey likes to go. I am so fucking pussy-whipped it’s not funny.

that makes me glad that my wife hates both the gym and 630 am.

Aren’t you self-employed-ish?

I believe the correct term is self-unemployed.

iceberg wedge—I prefer “underemployed” or “employment challenged.” It may seem insignificant to those of you who have “regular” jobs, but to me it’s the same difference as “former Nazi” vs. “recovering Aryan,” or “drunken child molester” vs. “freelancer.” Semantics IS reality. 

The fiscal embarrassment of self-employment is burden enough. Can we please not promote the social stigma? Thx.

Can we just settle on “blogger”?

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