Another day of loving life and trying to do right. As with many things plans are made and “stuff” happens that derail you. I work at a facility that is being closed through the BRAC process. I have been there for about 10 years now and have really grown accustomed to being there. I know folks, I know all the ins and outs of my job and the way to get things done in the different buildings. Today struck home the reality that I will not be there much longer. I have been working off site for the last few months but had to return for a special project and was excited to go to the gym and see my morning workout buddies, and to weigh myself on the scale that started my progress tracking. As I drove near the building I saw the lights out. That was strange to see so I expected it to be due to the removal of a nearby building/trailers. I went to the lesser fitness center and found it to be open but things were not right. I talked with folks and found out the other gym is now permanently closed. Gone. I will never walk through those doors again to exercise. That was sad.
I got my jogging in and did 30 minutes on the elliptical machine but could not help feeling depressed when I thought that facility might be closed the next time I come back to the post. The atmosphere was not one of excitement and progress. It was more like waiting for bad news from a doctor. Oh well what can you do.
Work was an intense day for sure. It was 95 degrees out and I spent it working in an unventilated mechanical room that felt hotter than the outside air. I was soaked from head to toe. I drank 5 bottles of water during the time and still felt incredibly drained. So much so that when I finally got home I took a shower and did not do an afternoon workout. That was an intense day.
