Man, these dreary January days are the worst killers of motivation. I’m glad it’s getting warmer, but the rain can now stop. Where is the sun when we need it most?! I wanted to drive straight home after work and go to bed, but I didn’t. I forced myself to go to the gym instead. I lifted weights for about 5 minutes before I was annoyed by all the women in the women’s only section who were hogging machines. I wanted to say, Please stop sitting on the equipment and playing on your phone while people are waiting. Instead, I went to a different area and did a pre-set leg sculpting workout on the treadmill. According to this photo, I sculpted myself down to one leg.

Am I’m glad I forced myself to go to the gym today? No. I’m rarely happy to go to the gym. But I’m grateful that I did because it’s not really about sculpting myself into looking better. It’s about knowing I deserve to be healthy and feel better in this broken down body. I needed to get a start on it. I’m going to remind myself of that every time I want to skip being active. I deserve to be healthy.