Thursday, January 27, 2011
I had recently given up on myself. I had lost a close friend, was dealing with some family drama ( I always get dragged into the middle of things that I feel do not concern me), gained even more weight, and have been dealing with nightmares (more like flashbacks in my sleep) of abuse I suffered in the past.
I had convinced myself that maybe all this just wasn't worth it. I was falling into a state of depression and headed no where fast.
Then I was watching my family the other night. My hubby playing with the baby after work, my daughter doing her nails and from downstairs I could hear the clink of the weight bench as my son worked out. I knew I was blessed with a wonderful family. Then my cell phone went off, it was my son asking if I had time to spot him with the heavier weights. I went down and helped him. We usually use this time as us time. He and I talk alot while he works out and I find out things he's going through that he otherwise doesn't tell me. When he finished he said "ok your turn". I thought he had lost his mind. He laughed and told me he would help me if I wanted to start using the weights because he knew I was looking for support from the family. He reminded me that he works out every night and I could join him at any time and he could be my battle buddy.
I went to sleep thinking about that. When I awoke I told myself "It's a brand new day and I'm gonna start it in a whole new way!"
So, yes now I am back and rip roaring ready to go! (again lol)