When I posted "A Helping Hand," on Sunday; I told you that I had made my long, overdue return to the gym, and that I was planning to go back the next day... and indeed I did. I went today as well, so if you're counting that's three days in a row, and although three days isn't much; it's three days more than I had gone in a long, long time; and I AM very proud of myself.
I am so grateful that Lesa G suggested that we go to the gym the other day. I KNEW that I needed to get there; and yet I just kept standing in my own way. Now that I've gone back, and I've been reminded of how good it feels; I believe that I'm going to stick with it. After all, once upon a time I wrote post 43-3; and look at me now. I'm already up to post 43-119; so before you know it, I'll be telling you that I made my 119th visit to the gym; and HOPEFULLY by then, I will have lost at least 20 lbs. It's good to have goals. Of course I need to lose a lot more than 20 lbs; because if you recall, in "100 MORE Random Things About Me;" I shared that I need to lose 100 lbs. I'm going to approach my weight loss just as I am this blog; and I'm going to set small goals for myself; so that I can enjoy success along the way.
I was talking to my friend Dawn earlier today, and she was telling me that she was very happy and proud of me for getting back to the gym. Dawn suggested that I try a Zumba class; but I explained that I go to a no frills kinda gym and they don't offer any classes; they just have treadmills, stair climbers, ellipticals, circuit training machines and free weights. Not even a shower; but that's OK because you get what you pay for; and I really don't pay very much at all. I must say that although a class would be nice; I enjoy going to Fitness 19 because there are all kinds of people, all kinds of shapes and all kinds of ages; so where I had always thought that I'd feel self-conscious at a gym; that has NEVER been the case here.
It's only three days in; but I can honestly say that I FEEL GOOD; and when I'm saying that, I'm hearing James Brown in my head of course. I'm not the biggest James Brown fan, but somehow it seems unavoidable. Dadda Dadda Dadda Da!