I hate the gym. – The amount of times I have spent trying to motivate myself to go is beyond me. I’m sure everyone has done the same thing, I bet we all have a gym membership that we never use but won’t cancel the subscription because one day we believe that we will go once again. – WHAT A LOAD OF RUBBISH. I think we all need to face the fact and break the imaginary cord, and cancel the subscription. We need to face the truth and admit to ourselves that we are happy and curvy. YES! – That is to be your new catch phase to say to yourself. I AM HAPPY AND CURVY. Sounds catchy doesn’t it?
I just don’t understand everyone’s fascination with the gym. Like come on, it’s not fun, its boring, repetitive and to be honest totally TIRING! – Why would you put your body through that? Your body hurts and aches after the gym, crying for you not to do it again. So why would you? Do you hate your body or something? I know, I know, you’re trying to make yourself better or too lose weight but why not be happy with how we are? – I often wonder whether or not its to do with the stereotype of social media. Looking at the Kardashians of the world can often taint the way we feel about ourselves. This is stupid. We all want what we can’t have, plus I think that everyone has at least one thing that someone else wants – If that make sense? Like my bestie has the best set of legs and flat stomach that I would die for and she in return would love my butt. We all do it. It’s in our nature to look at others and want what they have. After all, all we can be is ourselves. So, I used to drag myself to the gym with my bestie and used to hate every minute of it. Apart from the morning sessions when we used to go and get breakfast after – This was my favourite thing (because I was eating).
My bestie would say that she ‘loves’ the gym, I mean really? – I love cake. Cake is the most amazing thing in the world. You feel AMAZING afterwards and your body doesn’t hate you after eating it! I guess I would tag along so that I could see and watch all the hunky personal trainers working out. There was this one trainer (I mean WOW), he was gorgeous, he looked exactly like Captain America! Now he would be anyones reason to go to the gym – Trust me. That would get me on the treadmill and run. For him I would run for hours. I remember one day me and my bestie were on the gross-trainer and Captain America walked onto the mats in front of us and started lifting weights. Now I swear my heart stopped seeing him flex. – Seeing that, was all the motivation that I needed. I worked so hard on that cross-trainer, every time he looked up I smiled and looked like I was pushing it to my limit – Then every time he looked away I would look at my bestie and stop to catch my breath. It was very amusing to see us both doing this. I thought I was going to die at one point just trying to impress this guy – Well if I had collapsed I’m sure he’s trained to revive people (if you know what I mean)…
I’m happy the way that I am and I will be cancelling my membership. I know you can too! – Im happy and I’m curvy and I LOVE it.
The Insider x