Weighed myself this morning:
311 Pounds.
9 Pounds in 10 days.
I’ve been hitting the gym really hard. Lots of cardio and weight training. Lots of it.
My trainer hands me my ass everytime we train but I love the kind of soreness that I feel with each workout. Silly to say but it makes me more confident each day. Knowing that I’m doing something wonderful for myself.
At first, I was very intimidated with the gym. If I saw people there I wanted to just keep driving. I pretty much forced myself to go and held on to the belief that I was just as entitled to be there as anyone else. Fit or fat. The way I see it now, if I don’t go – I’m only doing myself a diservice. Every day, I go - except for Fridays.
Danny, the guy that works the front desk – he cheers me on every time he see’s me. High fives, “way to go”, “keep up the great work” and on one particular day when I almost talked myself out of going, he gave me a hug a soon as I walked into the gym. “You’re doing so wonderful” he said. It’s amazing how small gestures like that can brighten someones day. He definitely made mine.
I love Anytime Fitness. I love how I feel there, I love what I’m doing for myself. I love the people there.
It’s my gym 
