Today, I lifted a little. And that is so unlike me, because I just don’t like working out with weights. Running is my pick, and I walk when I can’t find a bounce in my step, and sometimes, I’ll ride a bike, swim, and on occasion, my mom has coaxed me into yoga poses. But strength training? I just don’t love it. Or like it, really.
Why was I was drawn to lifting this morning? No idea. And will I return to the practice, which I know can help my body in ways running never will? I don’t know. But I hope I do stick with it, because, well, all healthy reasons aside, I think muscles on girls are way cool, and I could use a few.