If I went to the gym at all in 2015, it was rare and it was in January. And it was before I switched literary agents, found out I was pregnant, decided to go through with it and had a son.
Nothing much has changed at the downtown Berkeley 24 Hour Fitness. I saw some of the same characters I've always seen there. I did my typical 40 minutes on the elliptical and my bits of weightlifting. I walked out as I'd walked in, the only one who knew how much my life had transformed, and the only one who needed to know.