Grumble…Grumble…

Earlier in the week…I went for an afternoon gym session…I usually go before work…and I noticed a woman that I haven’t seen in a couple of years…she really looked good…I could see the muscle definition in her arms and legs…definition that wasn’t there the last time I’d seen her…

My first response was to feel discouraged and grumble…well…she looked better and I didn’t…if life isn’t fair…then…grumbling should be…

No…not according to you know who…Bertha…who said that instead of grumbling…I should look at her as encouragement for the efforts that I’ve been making…she reminded me…that during those same two years…I had that little thing called…brain surgery…which was the reason that I quit training at the time…and…here this woman was…proof positive…that although I don’t see a huge change after a couple of months working out…that with consistency…in a couple of years…I will have made huge strides…

Hmmm…I hadn’t thought of it that way…but…I still grumbled a little…about wasted time…and well…just because I was in a grumbling mood…

Then…I saw the same woman yesterday at the grocery store…she really looked good…we smiled…we spoke…I told her…I could tell she appreciated it…she agreed that she had really been working hard…that she pushed herself…but that she did it because she liked the results…

This morning…on my day off…I got up early…and went to the gym…I didn’t grumble…well…maybe just a little

Jane

PS…she also related it all to my life…of course…and reminded me of my writing…and that the same holds true for it…I hate when she double teams me…