Friday, January 13, 2012
Well today i went to and worked out in a gym for the first time in my life. I know that sounds crazy but i have always been intimated by skinny runners and buff guys that might stare at my fat ass. Then i realzied that they don't matter and I shouldn't care. That I am even in a gym at all show I have what it take to walk out the door and get things done.
I filled my ipod last night and laid out my workout clothes. Went to the Y this morning after dropping the boys off and show and swallowed the lump and ignored the "you don't have to do this voice" (which i think is fat talking trying to keep itself around) I didn't work out too long. I chose an eliptical machine i wanted something to get me to my cardio output pretty quick and it did. at 15 minutes i had reached my goal. i went on to doing leg press machine i did my reps on there.
I am pretty proud i went past the point of hurt into the endorphine zone. I hope i can keep it up and do it almost daily. I know now not to stop when it hurts. you have to keep on it. I plan to go back tomorrow if it's not busy and do some kettlebell training at home.