I Saw Myself in the "Mirror" Today...
I went to the gym this morning, which in and of itself is an accomplishment because I woke up in a pissy mood, and certainly didn’t want to. But I went. I need to exercise this shoulder so I don’t tighten up, and I need to move to keep my brain from tightening up, so I went. But the whole time I was there…..I fought HARD not to cry. Not because what I was doing was so hard, but because I just felt shitty, inside and out. Lifting weights generally makes me feel better, but today, although my body feels good, when I was driving home, I was literally sobbing. Not the kind of endorphine rush I was going for. See, as I was doing my workout, and listening to my music, I was just sort of noticing what was going on around me. And I saw a woman, a woman I don’ t know, having a conversation with her trainer. And even though I couldn’t hear her (nor would I presume to try….that’s rude) I knew EXACTLY what she was saying. I knew, because I could read it on her.