I got into the zone... (I felt the need for speed), that meant all out sprints. I figured they would bring my mood up. I ran for a mere twenty-five minutes. With in that time I sprinted five times. at 7mph, 8mph, 9mph, 10mph and 9mph (treadmill speed). I was done, cooled down and was getting ready to leave.
I felt good, ready to tackle the rest of the day. I figured I obtained my money's worth. But something even better was about to occur. Unexpectedly, one of the members came up to me, commented on the difference she had noticed over time and asked me how much weight I had actually lost. She encouraged me to keep going. Those words could not have come at a better time. I'm in one of those dreaded plateaus. Someone actually cared enough to make a positive comment. And just like that, pulled me out of the lingering dark cloud. I hope that somewhere in the immediate future, I'm able to return the favor.
That is the creation of a smile.
To be sure this kind of thing should never go to one's head.
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