This is the time of year when all the treadmills are taken at the gym and the Zumba classes are filled with new bodies.
Two years ago I was one of those bodies. 155+ lbs and ready to try (again) to slim down. I look at all the new faces there and I wonder how many of them will still be coming in March. It seems like that's when the treadmills start to free up. Those New Year's Resolutions to "lose some weight" are forgotten.
Some days I want all these new people to just go home because I've been waiting for a treadmill for 10 minutes and I'd really like to get my workout in before I have to pick kids up from preschool and kindergarten. But we won't talk about those days.
Instead let's talk about the days I wish I could encourage them and say "I did it and so can you! Just keep coming. Don't give up! You're going to feel great a year from now!"
But I don't say anything to them.
Because then they'd think I was some crazy woman at the gym, and they'd stop coming.
And the treadmills would be free again.
Hey, I think I may be on to something.