Once upon a year…

My mind is always racing and weaving through ideas, calculations, future, past, happiness, sadness. I always resort to music to fill my brain with a song that is on repeat like a prayer that is being chanted over and over. Until one day I saw a brand new gym that opened up in my city. I thought to myself maybe I should drown myself with weight lifting instead of drinks that will slowly end my misery. The financial savvy side of me pulls out the phone and started searching for discounted gym membership with Active & Fit and low and behold no annual membership. The next day I signed up, not sure of what to do because I gained 150lbs since the last time I was doing weights in my military days. I decided to try the group fitness classes. I was amazed of people that are working out around me.  I thought I would be lonely working out but I ended up having a support group (shhhh they don’t know yet that they are my support group). I started doing a class here and a class there as my support group is getting bigger of course my brain is being filled with happy thoughts.

Well I think I’ll do 30 minutes a day of writing in this Diary.