In near-freezing temperatures, once again with very little sleep, I ventured out for boot camp this morning. It was hill training day and we chose a street in the neighbourhood with a short, steep slope. I set a goal for myself to run it six times and I'm happy to report that I did it.
While running I heard this song on my IPod. I have a fondness for old R&B and it has a nice steady beat for running to. When you get to the chorus you'll see where the title for this post comes from. As I felt my muscles warming up and my whole body rising to the challenge of tackling the hill I heard my brain responding to the chorus; 'Am I the same girl? Yes, I am, yes I am'. And I am. I'm the same girl who used to feel victorious after tackling a hill, finishing a race or doing an hour's training. I feel like I've lost touch with that girl but she's still there.
To that end, I have to go back and do what worked before. I think I've gained a few pounds so I want to return to a Weight Watchers meeting, not just for the weigh-in, but to touch base with all my weight loss buddies and remember that I'm still the same girl who likes a few more bevvies than is good for her and who thinks she's smarter than any weight loss program. So, this Saturday will find me where it used to be, with bum on seat at the meeting where I first began losing weight nearly five years ago. I'm looking forward to seeing some of the people I used to know and being inspired by their stories. I'll try very hard to put the past where it belongs and retain only what is relevant to my moving forward. It's all I can do.
