I survived my first day at the gym with Emily. Yes, I am a "resolution gym joiner" this year. That is my first new year resolution this year: to work out with her 3x/week.
It comes after 8 years of marriage and 8 years of Emily wanting me to workout with her. I'm pretty sure I've given it enough time to think it through.
My major reservations all played out yesterday...Generally I'm not an insecure person, but I don't have enough tattoos to be in a gym, my hair isn't spiked up, my arms don't look like the Hulk, and I don't drink performance enhancing protein drinks.
I did KIND OF fit in with the gym crowd in one way...I had on a shirt with a slogan nobody understood. I was wearing a camp shirt....CentriKid: Home of OMC. Everybody else had shirts with skulls and stuff, but hey, you know...
So today's photo is a symbol of victory over that initial hurdle of getting in there and getting started.
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