Mostly because I don't want to forget about this.
I saw a graphic yesterday (I'll edit this post to include it tomorrow) that said you can be sore tomorrow, or you can be sorry tomorrow... I opted to be sore.
I went to a cardio/strength class which, as far as I can tell, is municipally sanctioned torture. My tracker said I would have burned about 600 calories, and I don't doubt it. I wanted to throw up or give up for most of the class, but I kept going.
A couple of reasons. First, I paid my $5.55 to be there, and dammit, It's better to spend that on gym passes than frozen yogurt (evil self-serve shops popping up everywhere).
Secondly, because I know that RIGHT NOW there are hundreds of kids in Drum and Bugle Corps across the US having longer, harder, hotter days than mine (I'm a big fan of DCI - I used to march, and I know what kind of perseverance it takes to do that soundsport), and I said to myself many times tonight: "You've been through worse, and you've done better. You can do this".
Lastly, I was 10 YEARS younger than most of the other participants, and they were kicking my ass. I had to tell myself "You can't have the body you want if you're not prepared to push yourself for it" "You won't ever be able to do real push ups if you don't try" "If that guy/lady can do burpees, surely you can too - maybe not right now, but if you don't ever start, you'll never get better"
If I can get away with 'looking okay' at my height/weight, I can certainly not pass off as 'strong' by any stretch, and THAT is an excellent reason to go, and keep going.
I want strong, svelte, lean, muscled, toned, powerful.