So. I've been struggling with the whole gym mirror lately.
You know... there are mirrors everywhere in the gym. And for good reasons. They're there so that you can make sure you are lifting the dumbbell the right way and practicing the proper form. All very important things to ensure you get the most out of your work-outs.
But for some reason, I find myself feeling slight depressed when I encounter all of the gym mirrors...which is not suppose to happen when you go to the gym.
Working out at the gym is suppose to make you feel good because of all those endorphins that are bumping around you when you work out.
So, not only do I concentrate on my form while working out at the gym...I also find myself analyzing my body in the gym mirror.
Are you with me folks?
I could spend the entire day at my house and not look at my body as often as I would when I go to the gym to do a 45 minute work-out.
In a way it's almost counter productive to have such negative feelings because of those silly mirrors.
I can totally see exactly how much work I have left to do to achieve the body I want.
AND it feels a little overwhelming at times.
Well, I won't stop going to the gym because of it.
I wish I could just lose all this extra weight...
In a snap!
Ha! Don't we all?
So, until that weight come off like I want it to, here I am stuck looking at myself in those gym mirrors.
I will admit that I have noticed some changes in my body since I've dropped nine pounds. And I can see it in the mirrors.
Those darn mirrors.
Maybe one day I'll enjoy seeing myself in those mirrors. And the sight will encourage me rather than discourage me.
Seems to me that losing weight actually takes courage.
Facing the mirrors takes some courage.
Courage to believe in myself.
That just because I don't see it yet doesn't mean I won't ever see it.
It all takes time.
Well, I hope you're all having a good one. I managed to lose about a pound in the last few days.