This time last year, I’d never set foot in the gym and certainly didn’t think it would ever be for me.
I can remember the first time I did, as usual it was a whirlwind spur of the moment decision to join but as I pulled up in the car park, the urge to drive off was suddenly very real.
For a start I felt far too self conscious to stroll in wearing my gym stuff.
To my absolute amazement I really liked it and I can honestly say I have never looked back.
So much so that this morning I was in the gym at 7.30am, did my workout and then went for a seafront walk in my gym outfit, grabbed a coffee and couldn’t careless if my bum looks big in my leggings!
I wanted to do it but when I woke up this morning I didn’t want to do it.
I had plenty of reasons (excuses)for not wanting to including the fact that it was raining/snowing, I felt uncomfortable with myself in my clothes, I was tired the list of excuses could of been endless.
However I did it~I got up and went to the gym. It felt like starting all over again.
I had just got myself into a routine of going and then lockdown 3 took care of that.
I was self concious walking in but once I got started it was fine.
6 miles on the bike later and I left feeling a hundred times better than I did when I woke up this morning.
Small steps for a big gain both mentally and physically.
Happy Monday~now pass me the coffee! ❤x