I’ve FINALLY done it. Two days in a row now actually.

I’ve gone to the gym!

I’ve had a gym membership for a year now. Well, a year next month. I went quite frequently in the beginning. I went almost everyday until I got this new job then I just stopped. I Gained back all the weight I had lost. (Damn near 30 lbs!) AND gained some more just for shits and giggles. Needless to say as my waist expanded and nothing fit anymore, not like it did before, my self-confidence took a major nose dive.

I’m Determined though. So determined.

My gym though.

It’s great. Honestly, it is. The staff are SO friendly. The place is clean. (I even saw them cleaning the yoga mats today with some disinfectant spray!) There are a lot of machines. And not just cardio. There are free weights and the stationary weight thingys. (Never said I was a gym expert. lol)

And it’s honestly one of the places I’ve seen people of all body types and nobody cares what you look like. Nope. Nobody bats an eye at anybody who walks by. Why is this? We’re all there for the same end goal. To be healthier. And that’s what I like. I don’t care if you’re just starting, like me, or you’re a fitness expert who knows everything; there have been absolutely no judgments from anyone. Granted I had a momentary lapse in my going, but in my time, it’s been awesome.

So will I keep going? I sure as heck plan on it. I don’t foresee any reason I wouldn’t.

I can honestly say that working out is making me happier. I can feel it. Deep down I’m happy. I get out my frustrations on the treadmill and on the weights. Plus, as much as my muscles hurt and ache afterward, I love the feeling.

So here’s to going to bed at a somewhat decent time so I can go to the gym in the morning after dropping the spawn off at school!!!!