It's surreal. I have laid my wet face on floors similar to these at various times in my life with emotions ranging from exasperation to liberation. I have walked on them nervous with fear, cocky with confidence, and danced with every space in between. There is no defeat without a decision to quit. It's still empty, but already pulls at me to seek solace in it's walls, as I have for the last decade. Nothing has brought me closer to facing my rawest self like moments spent here. The gym is my sanctuary, my retreat - a doorway to my simplest self.
It all started 9 years ago with one simple question, why was I overweight? The answers that came literally changed my life. This space has been a dream of mine for the last 5 years and to see it manifest is deeply humbling and stirs the greatest sense of gratitude within me. The last two years have been spent gathering the pieces of my life back and reconnecting my sense of self, all while building a life with a woman who truly brings out the best in me. I hope and pray I do the same for her. Being here, in this moment, in this space, I find myself emotional, empowered, & inspired - like so many of those who led me here. This is part of who I am. And I am better for it.
With Grace & Gratitude...
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