Missing My Safe Place - The Gym



I was just feeling incomplete today, and I was asking myself what change and what I had stopped doing, and guess what it was, the gym. The gym was something I had made a part of my weekly routine. I was going to the gym early last year, and I tried to make sure that at least 4 times a week I was at the gym. The gym was my safe place as I get to channel all my emotions (anger, frustration, pain, hurts, happiness, etc) into pushing and/or pulling weights.

I decided to take a month break from the gym, because I am trying to arrange my life physically and mentally, but I should be resuming by February. I was asking myself what I was missing about the gym, or what made me feel incomplete without the gym. Well, for me, a few things come to mind.

Firstly, the gym doesn’t care who you are and simply wants you to be a better version of yourself, but only if you put in the work. It's all about garbage in and garbage out. At the gym, I am always true to myself. If I believe I can lift a weight, then one day I will definitely lift it, but only if I stay consistent.

Secondly, the gym is a quiet place for me where I mute all my life worries at the entrance of the gym because in the gym it's only me and the weights, it's not me and the world or me and my worries. The gym makes me focus better on my immediate present, and this allows the future stay in the future.

I could go on and on, but let's stop here for now. As I said before, I would resume by February, and I would try to ensure you all in this community are informed about my weekly progress. Oh, how much I miss the gym, and I guess that you can only imagine.



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