When my friend mentioned to me that she wanted to join a fitness center and she wanted me to join with her, I thought she was crazy. Me? No way. I don't exercise well. I get all red in the face, and I am so damn out of shape. What a site I must be. Nope that is the kind of stuff I have always done in the privacy of my own home. But I've never been able to stick to a routine. I am good for a few weeks, and then I lose interest.
Well my friend really wanted to join, and really wanted me to go on "this journey" with her. So I said yes, reluctantly. The center is right across from work, we can go straight from work, and put in our time and then go home. Very convenient, and partially sponsored by my place of employment. All the signs were telling me to give it a try and make a friend happy. So we went for the first time last night. And you know what? It wasn't that bad. I didn't die of embarrassment, and I lived to tell about it. If the truth be known, I actually sort of enjoyed it. So maybe the journey won't be hers alone, maybe it will be my journey too. Time will tell I guess. I always get gung ho about things right off the bat, but keeping the interest is the key. I did enjoy it though, and it felt good to work out. Maybe this time will be different since I have someone else going through it with me? Hope so.
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