A realization

Well today something crazy happened in my brain. I was enjoy an easy workout at my apartment complexes baby workout room-minding my own business and watching "pretty woman" to get me through. A woman about 60 years of age came in with her trainer...it was obvious that it was their first time together because they were sitting and chatting ALOT. She was overweight and looking like she wanted to crawl in a hole. I don't blame her- her trainer was a jacked up beautiful confident woman. I even wanted to crawl in a hole lol. Anyway, I was finishing up a short run on the treadmill and of course I was listening in to what was going on...blah blah I hate working out, I'm over weight, I get out of breath. I finished my mile and it was time for my stretch. At this point they finally decided to walk over to the treadmill. Then the beautiful lady said to her trainer something that really hit me. "I haven't walked on a treadmill in over 20 years. I dont think I can do it."

Wow. I can walk, run, skip, jump and do what ever I want on a treadmill. WHY THE HELL AM I SABOTAGING MY LIFE EATING SHIT, WHEN THIS POOR WOMAN WOULD BE ECSTATIC TO WALK TO THE DAMN TREADMILL? Jesus Lindsey get your shit together. You workout like a beast but have no visible results. I guess it is true, you can't out train a shitty diet.