I got a gym membership about 18 months ago. I used it faithfully until my children's taekwondo schedule changed and effectively killed my motivation. I wasn't really seeing results anyway. I spiraled downhill. About October, the thought of getting back into the gym started playing in my mind again. In December, I did it. I went. And then I got sick. Hooray because that took a week off of my plans and I was afraid I'd lose that motivation again. I got well and went back. I don't know that I had any real goals beyond something had to change and that something was me.
I'm the person who needs to see some results in order to keep going. I was looking, trying on skirts, measuring...seemingly in vain. But, one great morning, I put a skirt on fresh from the dryer and it was loose.
Then, I took measurements and saw just how much things had changed that I hadn't noticed really in the short time. I put a skirt on Sunday morning that almost fell off. I was disappointed only in that I had my heart set on wearing that one.
I'm sure that this is just a teaser and that I have a lot of work ahead of me, but I'll take anything I can get.
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