Return of The Jedi

#58: Gym on!


Prodigal Daughter of Pilates (April 2003) 

And so the prodigal daughter returns to the gym. I haven't been feeling well the past two days. The back of my throat tastes like blood. And my nose actually bled yesterday. But today is Tuesday - the official gym day. And it's been a full year since I last set foot inside Fitness First. I just had to end the madness of mindlessly donating money to the temple of sweat. TODAY. And I kicked that off by heading to the reception area and buying yoga pants that make one feel like a Jedi when she walks.

A year away from the gym has turned me into mush. 2 minutes into the cardio workout and I was ready to faint. Keeping up with the Pilates instructor was not fun either. (That's an understatement. It was hell.) To think that Pilates was something I used to really enjoy. (Yeah, back in 2002-03 before Clearasil happened.) I'm really not that happy with how my workout worked out... but I'm glad that I was finally able to drum up enough willpower to return.

I'm anticipating excruciating pain tomorrow morning when I wake up. (That should take my mind off my sore throat.) "Bittersweet" is the word that comes to mind. I guess "bittersweet" is much better than "bloody."

Gym on!