This morning, I hit the gym because I knew I was meeting friends for some St. Patty's Day Guinness after work.The thing about working out in the morning is you have to be organized. If you fail to plan, you plan to fail. When I lived in Houston, I rented a locker on a yearly basis in the VIP locker room at the 24 Hour Fitness on Post Oak. It used to be a Q, which I know nothing about, but I think it was a "fancier" gym at some point. Hence the VIP locker room. But due to this awesome rental, I kept a second set of everything I needed to get myself together in there. All I had to do was bring a clean towel, work clothes and my makeup. See? Done.
But in Austin, the 24 Hour Fitness gyms don't offer a VIP locker room rental. We are in the blue part of a red state, so everyone thinks everyone has to be equal. But if you have enough money, you can get what you want. The people who are flocking out of town to buy high-rise condos in downtown Austin seem to understand this. However, let me say that I don't approve of the douchebag explosion here, but people, throw me a bone with a VIP locker room so I don't have to schlep my stuff in a gym bag each morning like I'm a homeless fitness nut. That's my workout tip today: be organized with your gym stuff and get in a workout in the morning.
Tonight I met Katherine and Amy for a drink at Fado's, an Irish pub on 4th Street. I thought it would be jam packed, but it wasn't so bad. And the overflow crowd was out under the tent because they'd closed off the street for the St. Patty's Day festivities. We checked out that scene, and at around 8:30, I decided to bail. Mainly because a creepy guy who was about 20 years older than I wouldn't leave me alone. Amy walked up to chat, and that is when I politely excused myself. I thought she'd follow suit, but creepy guy kept her attention for another hour and a half.
Girl, you have to exercise your right to bail!
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