gymming it

I'm very surprised at my newfound work out motivation. I can't say that I work out all that often, I mean I am working full time, studying full time, taking French classes once a week and I'm a little bit politically involved, so I average around two times a week. Last week I even managed to go three times, as my deadline for my two papers was on Friday, thus I had the weekend free to spend however I wanted to. Either way, even if I don't go every day or even every other day, I'm still very impressed with and slightly proud of myself for finally dragging my lazy ass to the gym and sticking to it. Not once have I felt that I'd rather just go home than go to the gym, on the contrary I actually look forward to going, I look forward to the feeling afterwards, the satisfaction that you feel after having accomplished something. I love the feeling of coming home and after having a shower and something to eat, feeling completely relaxed. I've missed that feeling, and now that I've finally started exercising again, I can't believe that I went without it for so long.

I will be lazy Malin no more.