What about being in serious pain convinced me to sign up for a membership? The fact that I was in serious pain and could barely finish the class, that's what. I played sports elementary through high school. I participated in intramurals in college, and walked the insane hills of Athens on a daily basis. And then I moved to Cleveland, remembered I hated running with a passion, and have barely worked out.
I had really started to beat myself up about being so out of shape. I don't necessarily struggle with my weight (I'll thank my parents for the good genes there), but I had definitely packed on a few pounds since my wedding. Doug was out running 5-10 miles a day; I was eating horribly and drinking a lot. Oh wait, that hasn't changed. But at least now I'm going to the gym 3-4 times a week too.
Now, I am still not a person who loves the gym. It's a major internal struggle on a daily basis on whether to go or not. And a handful of times, the glass of wine calling my name wins. But I've stuck with it, in large part to my friend who convinced me to attend with her that day. We motivate each other to attend classes, when neither of us want to go.
While I don't always believe I can, Doug does and he has been such an amazing motivator. And of course my friend Ashley. Thank you for asking me to go with you that day and helping me say yes day after day to sweating my butt off and making ugly faces in public while my legs shake violently.
And while I don't think I'll ever really love the gym or love working out, I love that I feel accomplished. That I said yes to something I never thought I would do and have managed to stick it out!
