Learning to love exercise again has been… complicated. For a long time, the gym felt like this intimidating bubble where everyone else seemed to know exactly what they were doing — and I absolutely did not.
Most days I'd cling to the treadmill, too terrified to wander into the weights section in case someone judged me for, well, not knowing what to do with a dumbbell.
And honestly, I spent years convincing myself, "Maybe I'm just not someone who enjoys exercise." Every time I'd finally build a tiny bit of confidence, something would derail me. I couldn't stick to a routine, I'd get bored doing the same workouts, or I'd tell myself I didn't have the time. Classic.



























