Today I stepped on to the scale. I weigh the most I've weighed in over 2 years.
Lucky I had already planned to start the gym on a regular basis. As I did my first set of reps in such a long time-I realize that I'm missing a partner of whom I could count on to push me. Someone who encourages me to do my best in the things I love and enjoy. I had asked PIB about climbing and using his pass a while back. He refused to let me because his "regular climbing partner wanted it." I was too shocked to reply. Mainly, because we never get the chance to climb together and it was an opportunity missed.
He was a big reason I pushed myself to climb again. Sure Justin and I went climbing in Melbourne, but I really had no motivation to be a better climber at that point.
I gave that up with TWO.
HHBL, SRW, and TWO all pushed me physically. Made me do things I'm capable of doing, but didn't want to do on my own. I miss that. More than I realized.
This weekend I asked PIB to climb. He didn't want to. So we didn't.
Side note: This morning I got a text from him after I explained how I was feeling and as usual he takes a defensive mode. Doesn't hear what I'm saying. So I guess, I'll just deal with it.
I'm over being fat. I'm back in the gym and I'll find someone to work out with.
I'm tired of empty promises.
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