That person…

I didn’t work out today, which I am bummed at myself about but my leg started bothering me yet again. I wish the cold didn’t affect that old injury so much. Tomorrow I will go for Zumba.

I met with a woman for my fitness evaluation, something I wasn’t *entirely* looking forward to because I’ve not been the best about my workouts and such. However, once I met her I was very glad to have it. I knew from my last Fitness4Ever appointment that she had lost quite a bit of weight and then became a fitness coach. So I figured it would help me be motivated. After I saw her, I knew it was definitely possible.

Talking to her was great as well. We didn’t get to do the fitness evaluation because of the computer updating and taking forever, so we just talked about different things. It was really nice to talk to someone who has been there and managed to take the weight off and has kept it off. It gives me a lot of motivation to get there and to realize that if I have a set back that it’s not the end of the world.

I’m going to work out with her on Thursday with a few others that she works out with too. So it should be fun.

As I was driving home, I was thinking about something. I look at others who are extremely overweight and do nothing to change themselves and I sit there and think that I don’t understand how they can allow themselves to get that heavy and not do anything about it at all. And I say that I never want to become that. Then I realized that I never want to become the person that others point to and say they don’t understand how I allow myself to get that heavy and not do anything about it. And that they do not want to become what I am.

I would much rather be the person like the woman I met today. Someone that others look to and say, if she can do it, so can I.