Friday I worked out with Nicole. I didn't want to go at all. I kept telling her that I didn't feel like it and that I would go Saturday or Sunday. Thankfully she insisted that I go. Once we got there, she worked me hard for a whole hour. It was so hard, but soooo therapeutic. I always feel so much better after working out even though it takes a lot to even get me there. When I'm on either the bike or the elliptical, I have time to think and clear my head. Even make some hard decisions. And when Nicole makes a circuit of crazy jumping around and push ups and jump rope and crunches and more jumping. then I get a chance to let everything out of my head. It's as if there isn't anything wrong at all. So When I go in, I'm the achy breaky heart and when I leave I'm the achy breaky body.
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