FitJgirl

Finally, I sit and write you from the office of my little Missouri home. I truly thought I would never make it to the modest little town that sits before me. Change can be both an exciting and scary journey all in one. I've unpacked every box and put up every picture and comfy pillow that makes an empty house a home. I even baked two separate batches of cookies just to have the familiar smell in the kitchen; okay, and to keep the little red-headed monkey that lives here in smiles. It's what I do to help the little person that moves again and again to feel settled, grounded, home. I drove around a bit and looked at the mountains and the millions of trees that surround the town that disappears at every turn. Hidden in the valley's, there are beautiful creeks that makeup for the malls and fancy restaurants that are nowhere to be found. I wonder how I will pass my two year stay here.I Ask myself if the beauty that the Lord has before me will be enough to keep me happy with nothing to pass my time. I keep driving, trying to be grateful for the wonderful life he gives me move after move. I see the building I've been looking for in the distance as I drive. I make the final turn and park the car that I have driven all the way from Mexico to arrive here. I walk through the doors and say hello to the new faces that welcome me in. This place feels familiar although I have never walked through the doors before. I put in the earphones that have helped me survive cardio for millions of minutes of my life. I attach the final velco on the worn out smelly gloves that my mind thinks are bad luck to replace- and take a final deep breath as I pull myself up for the first pull-up- in the place that will build me for 2 years. I don't stop until an hour and 120 pullups later. I feel the familiar satisfaction in my gut, do the same familiar grin at the men that look at me like an alien, that just fell out the sky; and walk the familiar walk to the eliptical that now overlooks the track downstairs. I find the same song and do the same dance with this new partner that will help me sweat the 4 pounds of vacation yummy that found my hips. I dance song after song and sweat drop after drop on the new floors of my life. I think of the possibilites that await me here....think of the pull-ups that I have yet to add to my record in this place...I imagine crystal heels, rhinestone suits and theater make-up....I think about the first place I never got, and I dance... I imagine the blonde hair that I want to grow so I can wear it on stage...and I dance...I catch a glimpse of the one time chubby girl in the mirror with the beautiful pull-up back and I applaud...I put away the smelly gloves and dry off the sweaty earphones and float out of the glass doors that hold my fate. I wonder if two years will be enough time to do what I need to do in this place....I laugh as I think of myself wondering if I would have something to pass my time...Fitness friends it will always be a part of you no matter where you end up in this beautiful world...Life is so good