July 15, 2000
(can you freakin' believe the year's half gone? sheesh!)
I have to admit I enjoy working out. I enjoy it a lot. I actually love it. And yes, as Elaine would suggest, I might marry it - don't make me go there. But I digress, working out is such a ... what's the word I'm looking for? Hmm. Since I can't think of one word to describe this feeling, let me list my reasons:
1. I love knowing that I got through a 60+ minute session WITH everyone else. I'm not fit and slender like most of my classmates but yet I managed to survive and work at the same pace as them.
2. I love that first bead of sweat that runs down the side of my face. Yes, it may sound yucky but that's my 'You Go Girl!' sign.
3. I love the way my body feels when I'm pushing it to the limit. It wants to quit on me but I know I can do more, I know it's only a hurdle I have to jump. And as soon as I do my body's back and pumping.
4. I love the way I feel while I'm at that intensity. I'm thinking/feeling - 'I can't finish, it's too hard! No way am I gonna keep up' and at the same time 'You had that mocha frappuccino didn't you fat-ass? Well move it!!!!' Awww, gotta love my brain.
5. I love the way I'm soaked in sweat, feeling this strange high, as soon as my work-out's done. It's almost better than sex. Okay, not quite, but damn close. :::wink:::
6. I love the way I feel when my body's finally cooling down and I think to myself - 'that wasn't so bad! I could do this again real soon'.
7. And I love when I'm finally able to take off my sweaty gym clothes and jump into the shower. The cool water rinsing away the yuckiness is awesome.
That's about it. I thought I hated working out but I don't. It's getting my ass out of bed that's the problem. Once I'm up and at'em I'm cool as a cucumber. Fresca como una lechuga.
This sunny Saturday morning I went out for my walk and finally added running. I wasn't sure I could do it so I took it slow. Walk 2 blocks, run 1. Smooth. Walk 2 blocks, run 2. Smooth. Walk 1 block, run 3. Smooth. Walk 1 block, run 4. Not so smooth. Hahahaha. By the time I hit that fifth block running my legs felt like two blocks of cement. And I was breathing like Rosie O'Donnell seeing Tom Cruise. But it felt awesome. Can't wait to do it again tomorrow.
Until then...
No it's not me, but I sure feel like that right now. *sigh*