Assessing the Damage

OK...so today I swallowed my pride, packed up the kids, and drove to the Gym. My old friend was waiting for me with doors wide open but I felt so afraid to walk through them. My relationship with old Gym has been at a standstill for about six weeks.

I have disgraced Gym by flirting with old flames. Fries, Chocolate Chip Cookies, and Soda have weasled their way back in. I have to say I've been conscious, guilty, and very aware of my indiscretions. So, today I went to pay the piper.

I pulled up in front of the the doors and took a deep breath. I intended to apologize, to say I was deeply sorry for my brief rendezvous, and make peace. I didn't know what to expect. I didn't know how bad the damage would be and how hard I would have to work to get back into good graces. There is good news. My friend was very forgiving!

I stepped on the scale to bare the weight of my soul and found that there was no love lost. I had not gained a pound. My joy is indescribable. My friend has accepted me back and we are off and running again, working towards the goal of being one in purpose of mind.

I guess the love we share is genuine. Even though I made some bad decisions and didn't move forward, it must be real love because I couldn't bear to completely forsake the life that I'd chosen before I was strongly tempted.

Onwards and upwards. I'd like to close out the last 7 pounds (see ticker at the top of the page) and then set my new goal!

Thank you Gym for loving me and welcoming me back.