Yesterday I was good, did over an hour of cardio.
Today I dodged the weights (when I should have done them), and only did an hour of cardio.
I don't really have anyone interesting at my gym like nycfembbw does.
I did see an old school bull dyke there yesterday. I wanted to thank her for paving the way (she was in her late 60's or early 70's), but when I smiled at her, she just looked at me. Like I said, old school bull dyke. Awesome!
Does anyone ever think about that when they see the stereotypical older "bull dyke"? What those women went through that we now reap the rewards of?
I have this wave of respect and appreciation well up in me at those moments.
(how the hell did I get from exercise to a speech on lesbian history and the strong women who paved the way for us? I may not define as a "woman", but they certainly paved my way, as well)