
Halas is a wonderful place, if you get motivated to go. It’s open until midnight and there is a pool and rock wall. But, the hard part is actually motivating yourself to go there. Here are the relatable 10 stages of going to Halas.
By after class, I mean after a nap and realizing that you didn’t do anything you needed to.
Maybe if my gym clothes are on I’ll be motivated to actually go?
Gym clothes can also be used as pajamas, and I have a test coming up. Maybe I should just stay here and study?
I may not be that motivated to work out alone, but maybe with someone in the front of a room yelling at me I’ll be into it.
I guess everyone had the same idea? Might as well just go to the cardio room.
There are no open cubbies and very few cardio machines left. I guess this is a little better than a crowded Zumba class.
I’m 90% sure the kid on the treadmill sits in front of me in German but I really don’t know. Also, there’s the hot kid from Psych class. At least I wore my good exercise pants but I hope they don’t look at me.
This is fun. It’s releasing my stress and tension. Plus, I have really good music.
I’m sorry whoever uses this machine next, I tried to clean it but there was nothing available and I don’t usually carry disinfecting wipes with me. Sorry I got sweat all over it, especially if it’s the sitting bike.
It’s fun while you’re there, but you’ll repeat steps 1-4 again and maybe won’t go on to 5.
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