Richard Simmons has a way of pushing me to do more than I think I can do, and that works both physically and mentally. And tonight, he knew I was upset/tired/frustrated, but he helped me burn major calories and even put a smile on my face when I felt like crying. (I cried too, but let’s talk about the smile first.)
He wore an awesome outfit today which featured a pink tutu, and he made me wear it for the pic. I was so nervous that I’d ruffle the tutu beyond repair, but urged me to put it on and go from there. Obviously, I don’t look as cute in the tutu as Richard, but I feel great about the fact that he encouraged me to wear it. I also feel great about the fact that I was able to give it back to him in one piece.
When I’m working out Slimmons (even on nights like tonight when I’m not bouncing off the walls with energy) I’m reminded of the reasons I came to L.A. and the reasons I think I should be here right now. I’m facing a temporary yet immediate struggle, and I don’t know how to fix it. I do know that I need to give it my best effort because we only truly fail when we stop trying.
I don’t have all the answers, but I do have the support of my friends and family. I have a good head on my shoulders and a loving heart. And I’m working to do my best with what I have…and tonight, that’s enough.