Three Years to the Day!
To think it was almost 3 years ago to the day that I began my journey to a "healthier" me.
I remember it well.
Around a week before my son started 1st grade I "resigned" up at the gym. I'd signed up before - once at Gold's, once at 24 Hour Fitness, and another time at Lifetime Fitness - every single time falling through in my commitment to exercise to a healthier, leaner, and more fit me. Each time I gave up on myself and lost lots of $$ in the process.
This time a friend of mine was offering gym memberships at a rate I couldn't pass up. I signed up, fully knowing my hubby would disapprove. It was one of those "act now, ask for forgiveness later" situations. So, that's what I did. Nearly $450 later (it could have been more...I'm just going off memory), I was all set for 3 full years of exercise bliss at Gold's Gym...with VIP services to boot!
On the first day of school, I dropped my sweet Dakota (then 6) off for 1st grade. As hard as it was to see him start his first full day of school, I was anxious to take my first step towards what I hoped would be a new me.
It was the first day of many, and I could probably count on one hand how many times I've missed because of "not wanting to go."
I look back now and remember how many times I could have quit.
- when my training partner quit going
- when I didn't want to go at all
- when I felt too sore to do it all over again the next day
- when I didn't know anyone at the gym
- when I felt like a fool for not knowing how to use the equipment correctly
So many excuses, and so many reasons I could have given up. The gym wasn't fun at first. I was completely out of shape, out of breath, and felt incredibly out of place there.
But I went anyway.
I had a plan, and I had an end-in-mind. Mine. I was doing it for me, and I was done wasting away wishful thinking. No longer were good intentions enough. It was following-through on my good intentions that mattered.
Now thinking back, I am so glad I did.
In two days my sweet Dakota starts 4th grade.
I'm still not looking forward to seeing him go. I love our summers together.
But this time I'm not resentful or fearing my days at the gym. I savor them. I enjoy them. They challenge me, and they make me feel whole, healthier, and happier.
Just can't believe how quickly the time flies. I'm just so thankful that now I'm actively a part of it rather than back where I used to be...watching it all happen. I'd like to think now I'm making it happen.