Sore and ouchy

To be expected obviously but it still hurts. I am not sure whether I was riding the bike correctly yesterday because it feels awfully like I've been ridden for an hour instead of the other way around.

But, and this is the insanity that is me, the burn in my abdominals at the moment is fabulous. Even though it hurts to do stuff, like breathe, it's almost pleasurable, because every time it twinges... I feel good. I am reminded that I worked hard, and I'm more determined than ever to keep feeling this good. I think of how good it feels to have my back in perfect alignment with no pain, of how strong it is, and how much improved my flexibility is. And it's all good.

For once I don't actually give a stuff about my weight. Now that I'm well and truly within my healthy weight range again it's just not my focus. The focus is on feeling strong. The flow on benefits are just so impressive, from my mental clarity, to my physical strength, to my emotional wellbeing, to the fact that LH appreciates the benefits... All positives. The fact that going to the gym is a time and a space where I can be completely anonymous and can set my own pace, to not have any demands placed on me aside from my own, it's just a natural high.

So my goal for the next week is to get myself up there at least 3 times, plug into the looping porn music channel (seriously omg some of the film clips - no wonder some of the men are running so fast/grunting so much) and run/cycle/lift/stretch until all of my stressors are trickling down my arms and mopped up by my coconut scented towel.