find that wacky, seemingly mythical headspace people talk about where exercising becomes enjoyable

so i’m going everyday, or at least everyday minus a few due to general life conflicts, and my teeth still grind a bit at the thought, but i always feel good afterwards…i’m stronger, that i know for sure…it’s bizarre that the first thing people often ask when you tell them you go to the gym is whether or not you’re losing weight…doesn’t stronger matter more…i’m not trying to be idealistic or naive, we’ve all seen the outline our bodies are supposedly supposed to form, the curvy yet tiny shadow we should cast and on some level i guess i am seduced, but stronger…i want to be in it for stronger…hell yes, i do

but i’m going, something is clearly better than nothing in this case…i’ve been to the gym every day but two since signing up and though i haven’t transcended to some higher body-and-adrenalin-loving plane, i’m committed to seeing this through…in fact i think i’m a wee bit proud that i’ve finally managed to do this (the build-up was long and for awhile this seemed an insurmountable goal for me)...wahoo(ish)!

step one: join local gym
step two: go to the gym everyday during vacation this week to get into the swing of things
step three: make weekly schedule of gym times and follow through

it sounds so easy, logical—one of those things i know that i want to do and have just not managed to pull off (time and time again)...here’s to the hope that this time will be different and the grit to make sure it is