Hey guys and gals!
Sooo... On Thursday I just couldn't take it anymore. My gym-less life, my BodyBalance-less life... I had had enough! I listened to some of my favorite BodyBalance music and started thinking, planning and pining after the gym and the "high" I get from going to the gym. I was miserable. I just couldn't take it anymore, I had to go to the gym, somehow. Then I remembered! It was THURSDAY. My favorite class is every Thursday at 16.30 at my closest place: GoGo City. With my favorite gym-instructor! It was perfect. I had been on sick-leave since July this year, and the sick-leave (at the gym, not from work because obviously, I do not work) was supposed to end today. BUT! I called the lady at the reception and asked her if I could come already then, on Thursday, because my favorite class was then. She said YES! I was sooo happy and enthusiastic. I was over the moon. I quickly took a shower, packed my bag(s) and left for GoGo City. I RAN up the stairs to the dressing-room. RAN. I usually never run and I didn't get so winded either, it was easy! I changed into my gym-clothes and went to read/stretch and listen to music in the gym room where our class is held. It was such a liberating feeling! I felt better just being there. It worked miracles on my mind... When I was waiting for class, and as people started arriving for class, there was the usual snickers and giggles from some of the ladies, men almost never laugh at me at the gym. They stared, they whispered and giggled a little. You should have seen their faces as the class started. No more giggles! Because you know what? I still remembered every movement and position, tai-chi, yoga and pilates etc. I was a force to be reckoned with. I wasn't just a fat person. I was a talented/hard-working fat person lol. Even my gym-instructor seemed happy with my effort. My back hardly bothered me, I felt a bit weak, because of the too long break from the class, but it felt SOOO amazing! I was a fish and I was back in the water! lol
Well, this may give you the idea that I'm the perfect fat fit athlete. No. I'm not. It just felt really good and I would never have thought that I would fall back into the routines, movements etc. with such ease. It was challenging, my legs would't stay up during pilates... It was painful. But it felt so great to be at that point in life and in the life at the gym, that other people's stares and glares don't matter that much anymore. And if they stare and glare, I mostly feel sorry for them, because they don't know how to enjoy life without being a little "shady" and mean. If you really love being mean, it does say something of the emotional state of your heart... lol My heart is not so good either, I have a lot to work on. I take offense way too easily and get my feelings hurt all the time. I need to grow up some more. The fact that I can see my own mistakes is a good step in the right direction...
More Later!!! :)
