No this isn't just a gratuitous shot of my amazing tattoo. This is a picture of fat. Lots of disgusting fat. Right now this particular fat, or rather the muscles underneath, are pretty sore. That's because I've been to the gym 4 times this week, and twice to see the trainer!Today I got home from work and was really tired, and I did NOT want to go to the gym. I went though, and kept my appointment with the trainer without making up excuses. I am so proud of myself for going. I feel good, even though I'm sore. I actually did 60 crunches today. 60! This is unheard of.
Feeling proud of myself for something I'm doing is a kind of new feeling for me. It could be argued that I have a lot to be proud of; I teach, I have a master's degree, and I'm a good friend and daughter. The thing is though, I do all of those things for other people. I teach because I enjoy watching children gain understanding and knowledge. I got my Master's degree so that I could be a better teacher. I'm a good friend and daughter because I care. I don't do any of those things for me. So even though I'm proud of what I have accomplished, they have never really generated a feeling of pride in me, and in who I am. Doing this, going to the gym, especially when I don't want to, is making me proud. It is making me think that I can do this, I can become fit.
Im so proud of you, this is awesome. I need to be there with you and reading your posts is giving me the courage to do it.! You can do this! Keep up the good work.
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