Exercise.!

Anyone who knows me will tell you I am not one for exercising. See I would not label my self as non-athletic, rather someone who finds more enjoyable ways to spend an hour or two of their day.

My baby step towards courage, for this week, was to jump start my exercise routine.

This all began with my all too cliche new years resolution, one that I am sure half of the U.S. population made. I told myself I would get back into shape and in turn become healthier. I am a little embarrassed to admit it has been since 9th grade that I have done consistent physical activity.

So, a few weeks ago I joined the gym and this past week I began my routine. I will be kickboxing twice a week and will be using the elliptical a few days of the week.

First day of kickboxing was rough to say the least. I felt awkward and extremely out of shape within the first few minutes of class. Looking around, it seemed as if the entire class was keeping up but me. There were even a few moments when I stopped doing the movements and thought, there is no way I can finish I feel like I am dying. (Yes, I can be dramatic.) But I did finish and I am proud of that. Even if It takes a long time to get back to where I was four years ago, at least I took the first step.

I wanted to point out that in that class there was one person that stood out. I could not believe my eyes that there was a actually a male brave enough to attend and fully participate in kick boxing. That is what I call courage in every day life, he violated social norms and was comfortable enough in himself.  We can all Amen to that!

Signed: From: Comfort To: Courage