Inside and Out
I did it, world. I went to the gym last night.Honestly? It was hard. I sat in my car in the parking lot for a minute or two, working up the courage to go inside. And by the time I was halfway through my workout, I was exhausted and wanting to quit. But I didn't. I did every single machine, I just worked some of them slowly - I figured it was better than nothing.
After I survived the gym, I did something else for me: I went over to Anja's place for tea. It was so good. She is one of those friends who you can have a three-hour, totally real conversation with - and you're totally shocked that three hours have passed.
So, I'm feeling like I did a whole bunch of good things for Lindsay yesterday. My body is a little sore - but mostly a good, 'hey, you worked out!' sore. And my heart is happy.
(Whatever happened to Feist? I love this song...)
Labels: Arthritis/Fibromyalgia, My Friends, My Life
posted by Lindsay @ 8:02 AM
2 Comments:
Good for you! I'm proud of you for following through. It's so hard to overcome our minds (...or the weather, or the money, or the time...hmmm...).
Braver than I!
I was supposed to start the gym this week... but then I was sick... so I didn't. Today, I'm not sick... still am not going after work...
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