Today my dear friend asked me if I would do a pump class at the gym. I thought sure why not. It was part of my resolution to get healthy anyway. I half heartedly agreed, I made a million excuses why this could never become a routine (cost,daycare, time)
Well I did that class and it awakened a part of me I thought had left. It made me feel happy and light and free. It brought a new sence inspiration and unstifled my creativity and my passion. It reminded me of a time I felt alive and well; myself.
I went through that whole class with a goofy ole grin on my face, feeling my muscles move for the first time in ages, feeling my heart pump loudly, connecting with my body. Remembering all the happy times I have had in these classes, remembering how alive physical activity makes me feel, reminiscing of how my life use to be. I finally felt at home, in my element. I finally felt the joy and happiness my current life has been missing.
Everyone says dont lose yourself when you become a mother and I did. I lost what makes me happy (granted my kids do but this kinda happiness is for me) For the first time in years I feel euphoric and high of my own endorphines. I am hooked, I am so excited, this is what will pull me out of this funk I have been in. My drug of choice is exercise. Granted I still have those worries of cost and daycare...but mainly cost) Hmmmm now to justify spending $60 a month on myself?????
I AM WOMAN, HEAR ME ROAR!
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