The Gym Across the Street

The gym across the street, it mocks me. I walk past it everyday I go to class, and it mocks me. I need to go to the store, and it mocks me. It mocks me with its easy accessibility. It mocks me with how many people I see enter it each day. It mocks me, and I let it.

I’ve been up at school for about a month now and I have been to the gym once. Granted I walk every where so I am losing weight, just from that exercise alone, but still the gym is right there and I still don’t go. Its not that I don’t want to, and its not that I don’t plan to. Basically, I convince myself there isn’t enough time. This is a horrible problem, and I’m sure many people can relate. No matter how many times you tell yourself you are going to go, if you don’t actually go there is no point. Well I am done saying things just to say them. This may sound redundant. I may have lost the faith of those around me, but this change is real. If I cannot get myself to go to a gym that is literally across the street, then I have no right to say I’m a stubborn person. (Which if you’ve met me, you’d know I say that a lot).

Time is not my friend when I do not use it effectively. I must get better. Being up at school is fun and exciting, but if I don’t focus then I will lose sight of the goals I’ve set for myself. I refuse to gain the freshman 15. I will lose the weight. I will become healthy. I will be the person I want to be. This goal will not slip into oblivion. It will not be just another “I wish.” It will not lose to laziness. This is my goal, and my goal will be accomplished.

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