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…

Excuse Me…I’m Changing in Here…

The only thing that is constant is change. ~Heraclitus

Bertha…reminds me of this today…as I am contemplating…how the weight training program I’ve started is going to fit into my life…thing about it…it’s more than just a trip to the gym three times a week…it’s a total lifestyle change…eating differently…at different times of day…specifically to foster building lean tissue and burning fat…there’s stretching…and something called foam rolling to do on the other days…I had to order a foam roller…who has those things just lying around

Anyway…it’s a bit overwhelming…a bit intimidating…unfamiliar…unknown…even though…I’ve read about the approach before…I’ve never really been committed to it…

Bertha…says…it reminds her of when I got Maybelle from the pound…

Ahhh…yes…I remember…I’d been thinking about getting a dog for a couple of weeks…and…called the pound on a whim…they had a chocolate lab puppy…I rushed down…without passing go…without collecting $200…

Truth is…she was the first dog I’d had as an adult…didn’t know the first thing about training her…had no supplies…no toys…no puppy pads…no food…no dishes…no baby gates…nothing…

Anyway…Bertha’s…point was…although the first few days were a little hectic…and maybe even…shaky…in no time…we’d figured it all out…she’d been to the vet…she had food and water…she had toys…she was on her way to being house trained…and…then…we moved…and it all changed again…but…it all worked out…in a new way…and…these changes will as well…

Of course she’s right…the foam roller will come…the exercise routines will become…well…routine…the dietary changes will be second nature…and then…it will change again…but…it’s okay…I’ll be ready…

Jane