Excuses Don’t Burn Calories

That’s obnoxious. Who came up with that saying? Better yet, who the hell wears that to the gym? Actually, I do. Please, stifle your laughter. Let me explain.


I was a gift. Nice cop out, I know. It just happens to match my hot pink cheetah pants perfectly and I’m not sorry at all. At the end of the day, who the fuck cares about what you’re wearing? If it gives you the extra boost to run a little further or push a little harder, then wear it. When you’re healthy, happy and can kick their ass, they probably won’t be laughing.

I used to judge people, but sometimes a good gym outfit is the only thing that gets you out of bed. I wish I was joking. Now I have so much respect for anyone who has the courage to step into a gym to better themselves. No matter what size, it’s always a battle. You can ask the brownies I had for breakfast.

The truth is, life is messy and no ones perfect, but what gives me hope is that we get up and try every single day to be better. At least that’s what I intend on doing. That’s what new years and every day is about for us, isn’t it? Go be better. I know you can do it.


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