The Metamorphosis

Jamie Rubin woke from a night of restless dreams to find himself transformed in his bed into a giant idiot.

I was up at 4:30 AM, ate breakfast and eagerly got ready to head into work and into the gym. I practically whistled through breakfast because I leave the office at 10 AM today and begin my mini-vacation in Orlando. I went through my normal routine, threw a hand towel into my gym bag (which I’d forgotten to do last night) and headed for the train station at about 4:50 AM.

After I had parked the car at the metro station and was about to get out, I realized that I had left my gym bag at home. This posed several problems. If I went back to get my gym bag, I would barely have enough time to get in a full workout before I had to head into the office. If I didn’t get my gym bag, it wouldn’t be practical to do a workout because I didn’t have my lock for my locker, not to mention a change of clothes to wear after, or a towel with which to dry myself after a shower. I could have kicked myself.

So I headed down to the platform, deciding that the only practical course was to skip my cardio workout this morning. Even so, I feel kind of ridiculous sitting here in the office in sweats and a t-shirt, which, even for the casual atmopshere of my company, is a bit too casual. On the bright side, I figure I can make it up with all of the walking and other activities I’ll be doing in Orlando. But it also means that I must get to the hotel gym Thursday, Friday and Saturday. (Maybe I can even sneak a workout in tonight.)

About Jamie Todd Rubin

Jamie Todd Rubin writes fiction and nonfiction for a variety of publications including Analog, Clarkesworld, The Daily Beast, 99U, Daily Science Fiction, Lightspeed, InterGalactic Medicine Show, and several anthologies. He was featured in Lifehacker’s How I Work series. He has been blogging since 2005. By day, he manages software projects and occasionally writes code. He lives in Arlington, Virginia with his wife and three children. Find him on Twitter at @jamietr.