Alma's fifth journal entry on her 8 Week Challenge.
July 7, 2016
I adhered to my contract commitment last week and I actually broke a sweat. You read that right! It was the first time I broke a sweat from working out in a long time.
For some people the "walk of shame" is leaving someone’s house at some ungodly time of the morning wearing the same clothes from the night before. My walk of shame was leaving the gym looking runway-ready and with my hair stylishly tousled. I never know when there will be a meeting at work or an invite for a cup a coffee so I have to make sure I look presentable/cute at all times. The natural state of my hair is a tightly coiled Afro. Any woman who has had to tussle with her hair knows the length that some people will take to make sure their 'do does not come undone. My “aha” moment was when I was in an exercise class and the pregnant instructor was dripping sweat and moving better and more vigorously than I was.
I resolved not to let my hair dictate my health. Really, working during exercise makes it a lot more fun for me. I get into it more and I feel a since of accomplishment at the end.