Did you ever think about when you like yourself the best? Last night, after a long commute home(read 3 hours). I grabbed my gym stuff, my swim suit, and headed to the club. I was supposed to meet Nancy there, but I was over an hour late, and we got our wires crossed about which club to go to anyway. I’m glad I went.


I had a wonderful workout, 5 miles on the bike, no problem to do thanks to the subtitled TV’s they have. And then I grabbed my towel and suit and did a few laps in the pool. It was really strange, it’s been so long since I’ve been swimming, my flutter kicks felt so foreign. I remember that I used to spend quite a bit of time at the club in my home town. Sometimes, it feels like I grew up there. I remember watching the ceiling go past as I backstroked my way up and down the laplane. The club there is nicer than the one we go to, but ours is closer. (whatever gets you there, I suppose) I topped this night o’ activity off with a nice soak in the whirlpool, which was warm and relaxing.


Drying my hair at the club, with one of their provided/attached to the wall hairdryers, I found myself thinking, “I like who I am when I exercise.”


I feel really strong, independent, healthy, sexy. Good feelings. I should go more often.



Exercise is sure to pick up your mood, last night’s let me sleep so well, I had a great day today. (The sunshine and clear roads helped too, no doubt)