Early into March, 2020.
The world is distressing and in chaos, the global pandemic is rapidly sweeping over the population like sunlight. The virus outbreak has pushed governments into locking down their countries completely for preventing further spread. The virus outreach hasn't affected many where in my country but little do they know that the virus has already crept inside crookily. I hate the fact that they closed my gym due to the virus outbreak, and I'm furious about it. I found a notice pasted on the entrance when I walked up to the gym all prepped and motivated for a solid explosive chest workout.
SHIT. SHIT. SHIT.
"What now!?!? What do I do, what do I do. DARN IT!"
And, it seemingly pissed me off more than it shoulda. I starta banging on the gym entrance with all the might I had in my fists.
-Thud. Thud. Thud-
I never knew the doors were strong enough to stand such immense fist force, I continued banging on the door up until I knocked my knuckles. I sat down on my knees, bent my head into lap and screamed at the top of my lungs.
"God nooooooo. Arghhhhh!"
I exercised out in the open with rocks and boulders I could get my hands on that evening, up to the point I felt that I burned enough calories and returned home.
The next day, I paid for another gym membership which was not exactly near to my house. It was located about 5 miles from my place, so I had to drive my wheels everyday. This gym was way better than my last one that was pretty old school, but lowkey I kinda liked it that way. One thing that bugs me off about this gym is that the receptionist plays stupid music on the speakers. I asked her many times to play explosive music, and everytime she gave me that look. It felt silly talking to her, so I started bringing my headphones.
"Nothing comes in my way when I'm up for my workout!"