Train For Your LIFE

I couldn't tell you how many times people come up to me at the gym and ask me what I'm training for.

I always tell them I'm not training for anything, just for fun. So far I've been asked if I was a bodybuilder, a gymnast, and a volleyball player.

I guess I shouldn't say that I'm not training for anything, because in a way, I am training for something. I'm training for LIFE.

I'm training for a better life, now and in the future. I'm training to be stronger than the average woman. I'm training to feel GOOD, both physically and mentally.

I'm training to be able to handle anything that comes my way. If I have to run, I can run, if I have to jump onto something, I can jump, if I need to lift something or carry something heavy, I can do it. I'm ready for anything!

Don't think of exercising as just something you have to do to look good or to lose weight. There's SO much more to it than that.

Train for a better LIFE.

‎"You owe it to yourself to be able to carry your own groceries, change the bottle on the water cooler yourself, and just generally be useful at life rather than an ornament that needs someone else's help to open a pickle jar."
-Wildgorillaman.blogspot.com

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