Saturday, January 7, 2012

Reflection

Another post about a work out.  Well, that's not entirely true.  It's more like a post about what happened afterward.

This evening, I pushed myself.  Really pushed myself.  My body's not felt this exhausted--this destroyed-- since I don't know when.

And then, after the final reps, I trudged up to the bathroom for stretching and a shower.  As I moseyed by the bathroom mirror, I saw my reflection.

I stopped.

I walked up to myself, put my tired hands down on the counter, and looked him dead on in the face.

I opened my mouth, and he spoke.  For the sake of preserving the sanctity of this personal moment with myself, I'm not going to recount exactly what he said.  But I will try and paraphrase.

While I stared right into those Pacific Ocean-blue eyes, he said, "I love you."

And he smiled.

"I love you. No matter what you do, what mistakes you make, who you become, I will always love you. Always."

And the smile became, if possible, even more sincere.

Call me crazy, but I believe him.

1 comment:

  1. I love this, everyone should have these little moments with themselves!

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