I have come to a weird cross roads, I am trying to change my life. Not so much where I live, jobs or family. Nothing so big. Mostly just me. Change myself.
I mentioned in a previous post about changing things, perhaps you are a bit sick of my crusade to change things.
I started the gym yesterday. I went and my little fat bottom was unceremoniously worked out. At the end of it, while leaving I mentioned that 'My arse hurts... a lot'. It really did.
I don't really care about losing weight as such, I would just fancy being a bit fitter for my spawn. They like to do things, I like to take them to do things. I would prefer at the end of the day to not be in a heap of quivering wobbles and exhausted. So gym it is then.
I enjoyed it, I really did, it was fun. It also made me remember how much I used to enjoy it, not so much the work-out but the thoughtlessness that ensues. The mindless movement. I get to do some of my favourite things, put my headphones in and disappear. I don't really mind sweating if I'm honest. I am not very often in life dirty in anyway. Being in the gym I can be a walking patch of dampness, and it is okay. Cause so are most other people. It's cool ya'.
I got myself a little gym kit, but I totally haven't decided on trainers yet. I wanted to go for a few more weeks with my old faithfuls and then try some out. If you happen to be a gym go-er, or anything similar and have a good recommendation I would very much appreciate it.
For now, my arse is in pain & I am happy about it.