Working Out: A Confession.

I have so many issues and I'm seriously trying to get past them, but it really is hard. One of the biggest fears I have is people taking my picture secretly.  I just hate cell phones and the ability for people to take pictures without being obvious.

The People of Wal-Mart site seriously disgusts me because sure some of those people on that site like attention obviously.  But when you see the obese person splayed out on a bench near the pharmacy, that person is probably sick and waiting for their medicine to be filled.  Why would that be worth a laugh to anyone?

My fear thrived and multiplied when we walked at the Y for the first time.  It was crazy busy down below the walking track and I just hated it.  I know that I wouldn't be working out so much if that was the way it would be.  And this isn't a generalization, but most of the pictures of other people, are usually taken by teenagers trying to outdo their friends.  Our Y seems to have a lot of young unsupervised teens running around or playing a game of basketball in the gym...that resides below the walking track.  And lots of windows are set up where the exercise equipment is situated.  

Am I over-thinking it?  Definitely.
Paranoid?  Without a doubt.
Is it likely to happen?  Probably not.

But it is on my mind and it was a huge roadblock on the path to success.  So how do you get around the roadblock?  For me, it was to look elsewhere this time.  When we tried out the Annex (a secondary location across town), I fell in love with it from the start.  Seriously.   The best thing for me was the fact that no one under 18 allowed.  Then it just got better from there... there's only one window for visitors to see in.  The place has plenty of room to work out and several types of equipment (it's not the newest, but it works great).  It's open 24  hours and it's quiet!  Seriously, we pretty much have it to ourselves when we go work out at 5:30pm.  I don't know what it's like for the rest of the day, but for that hour, it's just bliss to me.

For what it's worth, I know I shouldn't care what others think and do, but I do.  I don't like that about myself, but I am self-conscious to a fault.  Maybe one day I'll get past that, but for now I am so thrilled that I'm doing what I'm doing at the Annex.  I'm so blessed.