"I've been thinking" Day 3

It's been a very difficult week, to say the least. Three days after starting an intense work-out, I'm asking myself if this seemingly never ending pain will go away. It's affecting my daily routine like doing laundry and having a carefree afternoon at TJ Maxx or Home Goods. How badly do I want this? I was feeling like this until I got two very inspiring phone calls in the last 24 hours. The first was from one of my BFF's. She called and proudly told me she went back to the gym yesterday and joined "Body Pump". This is my most favorite class. I squealed with excitement as though I won the lottery! I was happy she decided to do something good for herself. My
mouth was running miles a minute, giving her the rundown, the pros and con's and reassuring her that what she is doing for herself was inspirational. Filanada (my friend) be proud of yourself and spread the word! But, beware, I will be on you like white on rice. I will make you feel bad when you skip classes. Just saying...

The second call was from a friend/colleague. He inspired me to get back to the gym after my first daughter was born. He even designed a program to get me started. I was feeling skeptical before I got his call today. He told me he saw my blog and asked me where I got this renewed energy from. I didn't know how to answer. At that moment, I truly believed he was sent from a higher power to remind me not to give up. And it hit me, my drive comes from all the strong people around me. Whether its a simple phone call from a friend, a bear hug from my husband, kisses from my girls and even a good filinada (friend) who decided to take a leap of faith; I give you alla big THANK YOU!

I decided to take my own leap of faith. I hit the gym again, jumped on the treadmill for 45 minutes and then stretched my achy muscles for about 20 minutes. It didn't take the pain away but I decided to be proactive and to move forward confidently. At home, I made a protein shake, grabbed 2 bags of ice and hit the couch. At that moment, I felt as though something was missing. I got it! I jumped off the couch, put on my new designer shoes for the spring and got back into position, ice on the thighs and all! The next 15 minutes were the best! I got to stare at my new shoes while healing my painful thighs. Life is once again good! What's the moral of this blog, you ask? Two good friends and a pair of designer shoes heals all wounds! I'm ready for tomorrow's grueling work-out! Bring it...