I have been working out for more than one month straight. Not missing a day.
I’ve gotten up and showed, especially on the days that I felt like I couldn’t.
Nothing extreme, just a few stretches. Skipping. Squats. A few minutes of yoga. And a 40 second plunk that almost always takes me out. Come to think of it, there are people who can hold up on plunks for more than 2 minutes, are these ones even real human beings because yooooh!
I am just happy to report, this is the first time in my life, that I’ve kept up with working out. I’ve never gone past 4 days.
Honestly speaking, I’ve never been so proud of myself.
I love what the workouts are doing to my body, and especially to my mind.
I would love to go on the famous “hot girl walks” but I live in the village, don’t take this the wrong way, I looooove love my village..but in case you don’t know, and I know this applies to almost every village, your business is usually everybody else’s business.
You need to greet everybody you meet, and usually it just never stops at that. Small talk here. A little gossip there, and the usual “you are getting late, you should be having at least two babies now”. No! I’m not quite ready to jump into that, the hot girl walks in my village I mean.
So until I move out, I think I’m fine with the little cute work outs I do in my bedroom.
You should probably try it, it doesn’t have to be much..imagine the girlies aren’t lying. Intentionally moving your body, just does something sacred to it.
Cheers!
Shadow to my light. 