It's January and the gym is full! This is a random sampling of all the awesome and terrible things about being a fit girl.
- Improved odds of zombie apocalypse survival.
- Solo jar opening.
- Timely missing persons reporting by front desk staff.
- Guilt free 24/7 yoga pants and hoodies with thumb holes. Everything should have thumb holes.
- Endorphins. Just endorphins. Wheeee!
- Compassion for the T. Rex. It's hard when you can't use your arms and you're starving. People shouldn't judge.
- Insomnia vanquished. Vampire sleep schedule bursts into flames.
- Second breakfast: not just for Hobbits.
- Nothing fits anymore! Nudists seem less crazy.
- Showering free of child-related interruptions.
- It's like Cheers. Everybody knows your name. The regulars drink a lot (mostly water and protein shakes).
- Workouts end with laying on the floor.
- Bootcamp without enlisting. Choreographed dance moves without a rap album.
- Fit friends make great movers. They lift heavy things all the time and don't want beer and pizza after.
- Facebook status: in a relationship with peanut butter and it's not complicated.
- Pregnancy flashbacks of drinking lots and peeing all the time.
- Regular dishes become "company dishes." Tupperware becomes "regular dishes." There are more water bottles than wine glasses.
- Permanent headband dent.
- My life:
- Doomsday Prepper: bottled water, deodorant and brown rice. The end is nigh!
- Pedicure-dependent Hobbit feet.
- Daily leg shaving for bike shorts and yoga capris.
- Sweaty ear buds.
- When your iPod falls out of your bra-cket.
- Headphones block out the world but don't make you invisible.
- Cleaning the slug trail of things abandoned on the floor the day after leg day.
- Nothing fits anymore! So much sweaty laundry.
- Sports bra removal the day after training arms. Painful hair and tooth brushing, blow drying, and driving.
- Trying to lift Epsom salts when you're already sore.
- Friends become strangers without their gym clothes. Who is that guy?
This originally appeared on Sparkly Shoes and Sweat Drops