The gym really knocks it out of you, doesn't it?
I have hit it pretty hard in the past couple of days. An hour and a half of boxing circuits on Tuesday and a half hour of Zumba last night, with 45 mins of kettle bells after that.
I am pooped!!
My knees hurt, my thighs hurt, my arms hurt, my chest hurts.
I am a mess.
On the otherhand, I was able to do that. Me, the overweight lazy biatch that six months ago had never set foot in a gym, was able to do 3 hours pretty intense exercise over a two day period.
I am so proud of me.
I watched some trash TV yesterday (Dr Oz) and he was saying that we should all celebrate the small stuff more. I agree. Look around, think carefully. What happened today that made you smile? What did you do to make a difference? Whose life did you make better, if only for an instant? I bet you can think of at least one thing.
No? Well, let me help you. Did you let someone out of a road who was waiting? Bet you made them smile. Did you stand back and open a door for someone struggling with bags? You made their life easier. Did you smile at a stranger on the train or bus? There you go!!
Bet you can think of a few more things now, can't you?
Just think, every single day we do things, probably without thinking, that change other people's lives. Celebrate that. You do make a difference.
So yeah, I am celebrating that six months ago I couldn't do those things.
I am celebrating that I am making myself healthier.
I am celebrating that I am going on holiday in four months. :-)
I am also feeling pretty sore!
And feeling a little guilty that I should be working. :-/
Better get back to it.
Talk soon :-)