This weekend I went away with three friends: we drove there together and shared a motel suite. I'm a classic introvert, and so whilst I was looking forward to the trip, I knew that might find it difficult not to have anytime to myself for the whole weekend.
Three months ago I would have spent the whole time plotting to slip away and buy some junk food, partly to get away from everyone, and partly to comfort myself. This weekend, I spent the whole time plotting when I could slip away to the motel gym! I managed it on Saturday afternoon, and two of my friends came with me, but I was the first person there and the last to leave.
One of the friends, who I haven't seen in ages said she couldn't believe how much I'd changed. The last time I saw her we got lost and walked twenty minutes out of our way, and I got so exhausted and annoyed by the time we found where we were going.
It's only been three months, but I am so different it's a bit scary. I went away to a food and wine weekend, and trying out a rowing machine was one of my highlights!
