So, I…

I joined a gym.  Yup.  Today I tried my first spinning class.  I thought spinning…haha…how hard could that be?

I lasted 15 minutes.  And I’m proud of myself.  Cause spinning…it’s TOUGH.

Heck, I’ve already been to this gym more than the last gym I joined.  I’m excited…I get to work with a trainer every month for an hour.  I meet with a nurse once a month to meausure my progress.  I’m also meeting with a nutritionist and a sports doctor.

Apparently this gym limits membership so that they don’t have a problem with overcrowding. 

I’m not doing this to fit into a little red dress.  I’m not doing this because I want to impress anyone.  I’m doing this because I want to live a long, long life.  I don’t want my organs all smushed together because I’m carrying extra weight.  I want to be able to hike–really hike–next spring and summer.  When I travel to Africa, South America, Asia, Europe, I want to be able to fully enjoy the experience rather than hiding behind a front.

More than anything, I know that there is this woman hiding inside of me, waiting to come out.  She is a mighty, tough woman.  She’s been hidden behind this other person who doesn’t want people to see her full potential…she wants to remain hidden in the quiver.  Hidden implies a short term stay.  This stay has been too long to be termed hidden.  No more abiding in the quiver for me.

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