Two kinds of peeps

As I sit here fresh off of the Elliptical, my Gap Inspi(Red) t-shirt clinging to me, I am reminded of a quote I once read:

"There are two kinds of people in the world, those who exercise and those who don't."

It actually said "two kinds of women" but I'm trying to be more inclusive. I've never forgotten that quote. My motivation for working out changes as often as the weather, trim down, tone up, lose the blues, gain energy, boost immunity, stave off cancer, heart disease, cellulite, blah blah...but the one thing that remains constant is that I choose to be a part of Team Healthy. Membership is free and all are welcome! I want to be the type of woman who exercises- and NOT because I believe we should all strive to be a size two! (I'm NOT.) It isn't even because I want to live to be a hundred. I just want to be the type of person who exercises. It communicates something from me to me. It's a way of saying "I care about you. I will take good care of you. I will be strong and radiant and do everything in my power to thrive." Please remind me of this, dear blog family, when I'm whining that I don't feeeeel like it, the treadmill is so booooring etc. I know this from experience, even if I do fall off the wagon and quit for a spell, I always get back on. I'm committed for life. It's a decision about the kind of person I want to be. So, I ask you, friends, what will you choose? Who do you want to be? How are you treating yourself?
The gym here in Cleveland has PST written all over the place in big red and blue letters. I wondered if perhaps it was a drug they were selling. The answer came while I was on the Elliptical. There, next to the dashboard display of distance covered and calories burned, was a little round sticker with PST in the center. Written around the periphery in tiny little script were the words Positive Self Talk. They were selling a drug! Haven't we all wished for a magic pill that would make us feel good about ourselves? Well, may I suggest you start popping some PST pronto. Even if you can't possibly think of getting your heart rate up today, you can commit to PST. If you do feel like movin' and groovin' but the treadmill sounds too ambitious, how about just shaking your booty in your living room? I had the ipod on shuffle today and it played Corinne Bailey Rae's "Put your records on" and I couldn't help but dance while I spun my legs on that silly machine. I didn't care who thought I was a wacko, flailing my arms about in the gym. I was loving life and loving all of you. I really was thinking about you girls (sorry, not so inclusive there) while Miss Corinne sang "Girl, put your records on, tell me your favorite song, just go ahead let your hair down." My favorite line from the song though, which I would like to dedicate to all of you is "I hope you get your dreams." I hope it so hard, my friends. And I hope that you start today with some PST. Tell me your favorite song. And tell me what you think of that quote. Two kinds of people...which one are you?

XO-

SJ