You know that chick with the hair pulled back perfectly into a ponytail, wearing tight pants and a halter spandex top that pushes her boobs up to her neck?
Who’s desired speed on the treadmill makes her look like an extra from Baywatch?

Ya, that’s not me. I’m the one in track pants and the ugly shirt I got from a team building exercise at my old work, busting my ass on the stationary bike.
Oh, it’s hawt…I’m not gonna lie.

I know everyone has better things to do than watch me work out, but I still feel like all eyes are on my not-so-in-shape figure. I can’t concentrate on working out when, in the back of my mind, I’m thinking,
“Stop looking at me, stop looking at me.”

You might call that self-centred, but I prefer self-aware.

So, I go to the gym when I know there won’t be many people around. This usually ends up being at 8pm, but that way I’m so tired from my work out, I just shower then crash on my bed as soon as I get home.

Normally, I don’t go to the gym at all! I much prefer going on walks, or doing other recreational things that are FUN! Unfortunately, the last phone conversation I had with my best friend, ended in us making a pact to lose X amount of weight in the next 3 months. It’s an attainable goal without having to go on a mass diet (I’m pretty good at the whole ‘healthy eating/portion control’), but it IS very important that I make the gym a regular thing.

*cringe*