Gym-tastic

Good morning everyone J It is another marvellous Monday and boy did I have a lovely start to the day! This story will definitively prove that beauty comes from within...

My alarm went off at 4:30am to go to the gym and I had a moment of hesitation. It was dark and raining outside and my bed was so cosy and warm with hubby still in it snoring away. But, I pushed through and got myself dressed and ready for the gym. Off I went, hair un-brushed and pulled back in a (very) messy bun, donning my daggy gym clothes and sporting the evidence of a night spent on the sheets...indents on the side of my face. But frankly, I didn’t care because I am certainly not one of those attractive gym bunnies that plasters their face in make-up and prances around in Lorna Jane gear never breaking a sweat. I am, in huge contrast, the sweaty red faced gal slogging it out on the treadmill grunting, huffing and puffing in irrefutable evidence of my lack of fitness. Beautiful sight I am sure!

Anyway, I have obtained the nickname “Cheery” at the gym, as I waltz in and greet everyone with a genuine smile on my dial. There is a father and son duo, Brett and Chris, who I always have a chat to. Today was the first morning I had seen them since Christmas and after my treadmill session, just as I was hopping on the cross trainer, Brett popped over to say hello. We had a bit of small talk about our Christmas breaks and then he gave me such a lovely compliment. He said that he was telling his son, Chris, just this morning that I am looking great and probably only another 5kg and I will be quite the Yummy Mummy. I graciously accepted his compliment and it undoubtedly put a spring in my step as I continued with my workout and bid farewell to the boys. Then I had time to process the compliment...the gym must be the only place in the world you can tell a girl that she is still too fat to be a Yummy Mummy, but she’s getting close. LOL! And the irony that I am actually fatter now than when I started going to the gym (yeah, cheers for that Christmas).So, in light of the fact that my outer package has not yet changed for the better, I have no doubt that true beauty really does come from within J