A Fitness Center is a wonderful melting pot of cultures, languages, sizes, ages, shapes and colors. I love that! My eyes and ears have a wonderful party as I watch and listen to those working out around me. I also see determination and sweat. Perspiring is inspiring!
Especially when it comes to attire in the locker room. I mean, how difficult is it to exchange pleasantries when a person is wearing their birthday suit? (By the way, I don't wear stuff like the models in the picture!)
Big is not necessarily better when it comes to muscles. Seriously? What do these people do for a life outside the gym? Can they all be professional body builders?
It's downright difficult to get motivated to go the the Fitness Center at times. I can find all sorts of excuses why not to go! But once I'm there and get on the treadmill or whatever, it does feel good. Being rewarded by the hot whirlpool at the end of the workout is bliss!
Age is irrelevant. There's a 94 year old man who takes large lunging steps back and forth across the gym. God bless him and also the old 90 year old woman who boxes with the best of 'em.
Finally, I must learn to be satisfied with what I've got. Let's face it...I haven't lost a pound in nine months of working out. Anne (sweet girl) tells me it must be because I've got muscles now and they weigh more than fat! Hopefully, though, my heart is stronger, I'm moving better and I am prolonging my life by going through this routine twice or three times a week.