My Friend Gym

So I've recently been reintroduced to an old friend of mine...the gym. I've always loved working out, but for some reason it is so damn hard to go at times. I always feel so much better after a good work out (other than it's kind of embarrassing how much I can lift right now compared to a few years ago! You know what they say "if you don't use it, you lose it.") There is a sense of accomplishment that you feel from working out. It's amazing how much my confidence sky rockets when I've been lifting for a few months. I need to get back on it.

I remember back in the day when I ran everyday and dreamed of being an Olympic athlete. I was never really that fast, but I always pushed myself to my limit. There was a point where running was my life. (I still have a bit of an addiction to running shoes). I loved the thrill of competing. Even if I lost, I took pride in the fact that I tried. There was nothing that compares to trail running! I remember the times running with Ryan or Coach Boos in the McCullough Peaks or on Heart Mountain in Wyoming--it was like we were combining running with the rugged nature and incredible views. Their were the countless times we ran Airport Hill or the times I ran in the country by my parent's house (how many places can you run where you see antelope and teepee rings along the trail--I even stepped on a rattlesnake once!). Then when I moved to Oregon, it was running through the trees or wood chip trails.

I guess what I am getting at through these nostalgic memories is--I want to find that drive that I used to have for running, and use it in all aspects of my life. I put so many miles on the ground. It didn't matter if it was raining, snowing, or 100 degrees out (personally, I'd take running in the rain or snow any day over 100 degree weather). By getting back in shape, I feel it will help be regain my confidence and help me find success in all I do.