I got out of my funk yesterday, though it did take some doing. The gym was a big help. I only walked on the treadmill for about an hour, but it was good. Looking around at the variety of body shapes I found myself reassured and motivated at the same time. While I do envy the amazing bodies that seem to have no trouble getting themselves to the gym, with hair and makeup done by the way, it is the run down slightly overweight, barely out of bed and a little irritated to be there body that makes me believe. I am one of those. In spirit, I think I am the prior, but the scale and the clothes don't lie. Sometimes I laugh at this whole enterprise of gyms and pills and potions to make us thin and strong. I am amazed at what a job it is and how many of us jump right into the pool of masochism with all of the other men and women and children who choose to inflict this self-imposed exile from their busy daily routines to a one or two hour muscle bending sweatfest. I suppose that sounds a little bitter. I am not really. I mean, a little but I come around when it starts becoming fun. And it does. It just takes me a few weeks and then I actually enjoy it. The next time you are at the gym, look around at the faces of those who are actually enjoying it and remind yourself that it does come for you too...if you just keep working on it.
In other news, I can't find my charger for my camera at the moment and that is why you have not seen any new pictures yet. I will do my best to find it today. I hope that you all have wonderful, successful, happy days filled with accomplishment and compliments.
I'm so happy Heather is happy! I too LOVE the sound of the train and can't quite figure out why everyone doesn't love it to? Also, could you look around at the faces of the gym for me, cause I won't be there to see them...
ReplyDeleteUm, why is that? I called you today and you did not call me back. Hmm. Friday??? 9:30am??? If we can walk for 45 minutes, I am pretty sure that you could go and hour and 15 minutes. :)
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