Today was my second day back to the gym after the kids have gone back to school. It felt great. I told my husband on Friday that I want a t-shirt that says something like this on the back (to be read by others when I’m jogging on the treadmills, which are in front of a row of bikes and a row of ellipticals):
I am a regular here. I started coming a year ago and barely began jogging a year ago, and now I’m on my second year of running.
Okay, okay, that would be too long to put on a t-shirt, but being that it’s the beginning of a new year, and I’m still chubby, I wonder if people think I’m one of the new-years-resolutionists. I comfort myself with the fact that, well. ….. I’m not. 🙂 I’m a regular at the gym and I am getting stronger with each visit.
You know, it’s actually a really good feeling…to be a regular at a gym. I know that I’m not there in January because I feel guilty about how out of shape I am, and I need to try and lose weight again, yada, yada. I’m there because it’s what I do now. I’ve lost 44 pounds and I exercise 3-4 days a week. This is my life.
Love that feeling!
Have a great week everyone!