Dear Gym,
I miss you. I really miss you. I know I took a week off because I was sick and couldn't breathe. I know after that I took a week off because I was being lazy. Then I took another week off because my membership needed to be renewed and I was going away for two weeks and thought that would be a waste (I know, I know, another excuse). And now, look at us. I really want to be with you, but I can't! I'm just not ready to go back. My back is still in less than optimal shape, and I currently can't take more than two steps without becoming out of breath and feeling like I have fire in my chest due to this lovely chest cold I have adopted.
I love that you accept me and my friends in with open arms, and make us feel like a team. You help us push and support each other in ways that bring us closer. I like how you give me a sense of accomplishment. When I am away from you, I feel awful. I don't eat as well as I normally do. I don't feel good in my own skin. I have bad days where I feel so awful about my body that I don't want to hang out in social situations. You do good things for me, dear gym, and I appreciate that.
I'll be back soon, I promise. I love how you make me feel. I love how, no matter how unmotivated I feel when I come see you I can still dig down enough to get something out of our little rendezvous. You love me for who I am. I usually come to you looking less than beautiful, and leave looking even worse and you still give me a cute little slap on the bum that lets me know you had a good time too.
Until we meet again, please don't be mad. I know I am going for walks outside, and that is so that I can get some strength back so that our first reunion isn't terrible. I might even visit another so I can spend some time in the pool (yours is closed, what am I to do?). You'll be on my mind though. Believe me, I think about you every day. I love you, I miss you, and I will see you soon.
Love,
Katie
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