You cannot control everything in your life. There are so many factors that go into everything that happens to you. Everything you are involved in has had a ton of people involved. I say this because I am grateful for everything that I can control, specifically my body and the gym. Four to five days, week after week, I go to the gym after work. Each day, I work on a different body part. Most days, I tend to run despite loathing every second of it. I stare at myself in the mirror a lot. Part of me is struggling to believe I have made any change. Part of me gets a glimmer of hope between lifting heavier weights. I am grateful that I get to go to the gym. I am grateful that it is the only part that is truly consistent. In just a few days, I am going to partake in a Tough Mudder and it will determine how all this gym is really worth it or not. I am optimistic, but nervous similarly to a roller coaster.