Running

 Who is this girl that walks into the gym with her head held at a normal level. I hate when they say head held high, I'm not some snooty beotch!
Oh yeah, so I'm that girl btw... but I'm still in disbelief. I used to be so self conscious when I walked in here. I was always afraid someone might look my way as I fumble through the motions of riding the bike. It was terrifying to get on the eliptical and barely be able to walk on it for two minutes. I started the thirty minute station room with all the weights set on the second to lowest setting. It's okay though, because I was pushing myself and that is the goal! 
        I've had more bad days than I can count. Days I ate too much of the wrong thing, or decided not to work out. Since I'm trying to change my life and not just diet I have to pick up the pieces and move on. I ate half a chocolate cake yesterday, let's not continue to do that, but don't be too hard on yourself. Let's go to the gym!
        I'm stronger than I used to be. I might be stronger than I've ever been. I walk into the gym and I no longer care if anyone is looking my way. I smile and continue my walk to the first machine. I get way into my work outs and throw my hands in the air, stretching and moving, as I pedal at 90 rpm. I turn up the resistance and rock it out! I burn 50 calories and switch machines.  I always save the eliptical for third, and it feels wonderful to find myself running! I grin from ear to ear like I'm in on a secret joke. I suppose in a way, I am. 
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