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When I was in the gym tonight, I was doing my usual: 16 minutes on the elliptical at level 6, then a 4-minute cool-down in reverse.

I’d just finished and was dripping with sweat, heading out of the gym to get my stuff and wait for my Spinning class to start, when I noticed a familiar face at the door.

It’s been a while since I’ve mentioned Sarf (I mention him about halfway down the entry; this linked entry is our first meeting), because it’s been a while since I’ve seen him! I tapped him on the arm and said hi, and we sat and had a talk for ten or fifteen minutes; it was really nice to see him again!

He said he’d spent yesterday climbing his first Munro, and he’d gotten really burned – he showed me his arm, and as a Scot-Indian, he’s pretty dark already, but the difference between his non-tanned skin and his tanned skin was pretty impressive! I’m not sure which one he climbed, but the weather must have been a stark contrast to our weather here. (To wit: it was cloudy, and spitting rain for most of the day here in Hamilton.)

As is always nice, he mentioned how much of a difference there was in me – the last time he saw me, I was still over 400lbs, close to 413lbs – and how proud he was that I’d stuck this out!

I’ve gotta say, I’m proud of myself, too. Every day that I stick this out, I’m proud of myself.

But I suppose it helps that I’m enjoying it so much. When I started this blog (hand-coding every. Single. Damn. Page.) back in 2004, before I headed to college, I never thought for a second that this was the direction it’d head in, with me exercising four times a week at this kind of level and enjoying it.

I sort of wish it hadn’t taken me this long, that I wasn’t still blogging about how I’m trying to lose all this weight, seven years later, but… at least I’m still trying. I’ve still got the weight to lose, and I’ve not given up, even if I’ve stalled in between.

I think that’s what I’m proud of, too. That I never give up. I might have fallen back to my old ways in the past, but I think, this time, this is it.

“This time I know it’s for real.”

If it’s not, I give y’all permission to kick my ass, be it in real life, or online. :)

This entry was posted on Wednesday, July 6th, 2011 at 9:28 pm and is filed under babble, exercise, gym.