You guessed it right, it was me! 😉
Literally after 6 months I stepped inside my gym. Finally mustered the courage to do so. All my memories got refreshed instantly. Also, like always, it was not as bad as I had thought in my mind. Check the sky view around 7 am below (nature is beautiful!! 😍)
This is something I need to remind myself: to experience things before assuming how bad they will go. To my surprise I am not in that bad shape as I thought. I can safely say If i go regularly for a month, I will be back on track in no time.
To the extent of over sharing today was bicep day 💪🏻. However starting is the easy bit, going regularly is the real deal! Which is why I am making this post, to make it a point to continue this amazing habit.
To be honest working out has always been my savior. But to my luck, every time I start bulking up, depression hits in full force due to xyz reasons and I end up withdrawing.
So hello depression you know what? I’m a fighter. Knock me down 8 times I’ll get back up 9. Infact 19. Who’s keeping count anyway? Lol. To anyone reading this who has also been forced to withdraw from an activity that you love, let this post be a sign for you to get back on it!
You can always start small. Like I started walking, then jogging and now this. Literally. This is what I did. Let us all keep fighting the good fight 👊🏻
Feel free to share your achievements in comments. They may be as little as getting out of bed to get a shower. This is a judgement free zone 🤗😊