Today was my last day at my gym.
The gym where I went to for nearly 4 years.
The gym where I started running on a treadmill.
The gym where I committed to myself.
The gym where I fell in love with spin class.
The gym where I lost 45+ pounds.
I didn’t realize how emotional I’d get when I was leaving.
I came to realize that the next gym I join I’ll be a fit girl, instead of a fat girl.
There’s nothing wrong with being either of those girls. Over the last few months when I’ve seen overweight people at the gym – in my mind I’ve wished them luck and success. I hope they find what I found there.
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