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I joined the gym today. This in itself is not news. I have joined the gym before. Twice to be exact. The first time was in my early 20's. I was getting a little heavy and feeling like I wasn't getting enough exercise between working and going to school. I wanted to develop some muscles and really look lean and mean. I had little or no supervision (or instruction) on the machines and on my second visit, I believe, I sprained my ankle so badly on a machine, it swelled like a softball and I could barely get a shoe on. Needless to say, I quit.
After I had my first daughter, I again felt that more exercise was the answer to my ever expanding waist. I joined the gym with two kids in tow. Not a pleasant experience. First of all, the promised childcare was extremely spotty. Most of the time, the moms had to take turns watching each others kids. Then we had an outbreak of the flu that went through the entire family (including me) and I lost about a month. That did me in. Since I had followed each workout with a trip to Shoney's across the street for lunch and a hot fudge brownie for desert, I was not making a lot of headway anyhow.
This time, I expect the outcome to be a little different. I actually have made a lot of positive changes and I am in the best physical condition I have been in for many years. I am motivated after being in the gym during Christmas. I want to improve my overall condition and be able to really run again. I have actually been dreaming about running.
I got my hair cut today. Again, not exactly news-worthy, but I felt as if it were part of my transformation into the new and improved me. Ironic actually, since the haircut makes it tougher to pull up my hair for the gym.