May 23, 2009 - Thoughts

Spending hours at the gym, sweating, aching, and racking up the mileage does something to me. When I leave the gym, despite the fact that I'm exhausted, stinky, sweaty and all red and splotchy, I feel invincible. I feel strong. I feel untouchable. I feel intriguing.

But most of all.....

I feel beautiful.

... and then I see my reflection... and all that fades.

But for those brief moments, I realize why I push myself so hard to do so much. I remember how it feels to feel alive.