Not So Secret Journal

The first full week of my 90-day challenge is complete, what have I achieved in this short but long week? Well, I walked over 150,000 steps, went to the gym 4 times, and did 2 classes, one nearly killed me (I’m not even being dramatic).

I’ve managed to grab some quiet time away from the drama that kicks off daily on the socials and I’ve not compared myself or my journey once this week. RESULT

I have missed tagging my friends into stories or sharing my day, but this is what this online journal is for, for me to share my day and the drama that seems to be attracted to me.

Day 8 did not disappoint.

So, gym Days I normally have my little mate with me, but she’s sick and can’t go, so I did debate staying at home and eating my way through a YouTube workout, but I was brave and popped my big girl pants on, because they fit like a glove and went to the gym ALONE.

No biggy, I had my headphones, my workout was set on my phone, I knew what to do, I am a big girl now, if I can give birth to 6 kids, then I can go to the gym alone.

First up was the weighted area, no big deal, there were some scary big boys over there, so I proceeded to grab the weights and crack on with my workout. In between songs I would mumble to myself that my arms were sore, I scarily made eye contact with one of the scary ones, who nodded like he knew me, I smiled back and attempted to make no more eye contact.

Only I failed!

My next set was a killer and I let out a little groan as I sat up from the bench. I accidentally made eye contact once more with a scary one who proceeded to tell me “There’s lighter weights over there,” how rude!

Lighter weights who did he think I was? Feeling a little insulted I finished my set and proceeded to put the weights back.

Then, whilst I was doing another exercise, I notice a smaller and younger not so scary one wandering around the trying to make conversation with the ladies in the gym, he wandered around trying his best and always complimenting them when they said that they didn’t think they knew him.

I was the only lady left he hadn’t spoke to, what compliment was in store for me, he walked over and straight past me. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so insulted, well there was that time I brought wine in Asda and didn’t get challenged for it.

 I can’t look that old, can I?

Finishing my workout and feeling proud of what I had achieved it was home time, I hurried out to the car because I now resembled a tomato and my hair was looking like no one owned it, no one should see that ever!

Now I have a new car, as my old one died, so it’s white and you can imagine how many white cars are in the busy car park.

I pressed my key and watched the lights flash, only my car was now surrounded by two other white cars. I hurried to the car, not really looking at what I was doing and ended up opening a car door that didn’t belong to me, mortified doesn’t come close, I was even more horrified as the owner of the said white car was in the driver’s seat.

I looked up at the sky and cried out why me!

The poor man was horrified at the sight of sweety me, trying to get into his car. I looked behind and my car was happily sat in the place where I left it, I quickly got in and drove away without making eye contact with the poor man.

As Monday’s go, this one wasn’t my finest hour and solid evidence that I should never be left alone EVER!

Hopefully, Tuesday will be better.