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Contentment for Small Things

I was content today to learn to let go of things that shrank me, my shoulders have no more burdens, not even the legs who tried it's best to cardio on a treadmill with 15 incline and 3.8 speed. I am honored to have this privilege and gain more courage to choose to let go and accept things at the same time. 


Crying for some people is the weak but may we always remember that strength often comes with tears. Even to lament means to recall how blessed we are to be able to taste hardships and ease too. 


At the gym, I met my coach and I got two new friends. They were actually still high school students who trained well. We chit-chatted about why is the gym building always renovated. Yes it looks cool but we just wonder. My new friends look young, smart, and strong and I wonder what was I look like back then when I was just a high school girl. What I remember about me at that time was that I planned numerous things. I'm a bit ambitious but I never showed this character to other people simply to protect myself from expectations. 


I was content to be able to burn 500 calories. I hope I could come to train my upper body and see my new friends. Owh one more thing, if I were 15 or 16 year old, I would have crush on them. They're cute anyways lol 

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