Hope is a Rope

I was so nervous to go see the trainer today. I don't know why I always feel like he is going to yell at me. I guess it's because I'm letting him into some pretty sensitive areas of my life. He knows my weight, that means he is in the inner circle by default. I don't want to disappoint him. The only person I should be trying not to disappoint is myself. (Did you just catch that judgment? I slipped it on in there.)

I had an amazing workout today. That ankle pain that has been plaguing me gave me a rest half way through the treadmill walk. After that I was able to pick up the pace to a speedy 3mph! I was hit with a totally euphoric sensation and couldn't help but smile. Is that the endorphin release I have heard about but never experienced before? I can see why this feeling can be addicting.

We didn't start "cross-training" today. I hope we get to it soon so I can stop biting my lip in anticipation!

Hope is a rope and I'm hanging on!