Fear, excitement, anxiety, exhaustion…the emotions of training for my second marathon -all the while sorta training for a triathlon, too- has been an emotional roller coaster and I have certainly been going through each emotion. Not to say that every distance doesn’t come with new emotions, but because running is so mental once you know you can cover the distance those initial fears become much less.
They are not kidding when they say marathon/Tri training consumes your life…and I've had some thoughts along the way:
I still have so much to learn about EVERYTHING RUNNING!!!
Let me begin by saying I couldn’t have had a better team. They were positive, fun, witty, competitive, smart, and – fast. And when you are stuck in one van together, navigating, driving, running, eating, and trying to sleep, all those things are extremely important. When it came down to running as an ultra or not running at all- this team fully embraced the ultra and we all couldn’t wait to cross that finish line together. None of us really knew what to expect, but one thing was certain – we all came for an EXPERIENCE. I can’t even begin to explain the next 30+ hours…. And I’m not even going to try. It’s indescribable. It is truly just one of those things you have to experience to understand. And experience it we did.
I will, however, let you in on a few of my thoughts along the way (we had a lot of time to think):
The joy of an Ultra team-Instead of 12 people running 200 miles, we had 6. Instead of meeting at each leg & exchanging the wristband, we met and provided water and high fives! Instead of “just” running 15-20 miles each, we doubled it. Each person ran 2 legs back-to-back before switching off to the next runner. This course is hilly. We all know because if we didn’t run it, we drove it. Everyone had their own good dose of hills. I really enjoyed the “alone-ness” at times. Sure I’d pass a runner every now and then or get passed myself, but having the open road really allowed me to stay present. To be in the moment. To take in the beauty of the nature surrounding me. To enjoy being a part of this amazing thing we were all doing (rather than just being out on a typical Saturday morning run). Just my view. But yes, selfishly, I wanted to chat with people too. Running in the middle of the night is a weird kind of awesome though. Enough said.
By 2am it was hard to stomach anything after so much running (and so little sleeping). Your body is – quite simply – messed up. Our bodies just weren’t used to operating 20+ hours, running and eating sporadically throughout it all! We were kind of done with the usual –peanut butter, banana, pretzels, oranges, meal bars, & jerky – so we started talking about egg burritos and hamburgers. Talking, not eating. We can all dream. Well, except Anya, she ate her burger and thoroughly enjoyed it.
Driving, navigating, running, eating and sleeping all fell under “team responsibilities”. Everyone pitched in BIG TIME. We didn’t have our own dedicated driver, but I think that made us more of a team (and more of a challenge!). Remember that time we went to the wrong exchange- TWICE! Haah Hey, only one of those was my fault! This race is all about teamwork and we had it nailed.
We all got out there and raced our asses off. We all crossed each “finish”. And while you have to prepare for running longer than your body might be used to, you also want to push your body to an extreme it hasn’t seen before. We had no idea how we were doing, or if that even mattered, but we did have that winning attitude.
We were chasing a goal not many could imagine. We didn’t even know what to expect, but we rolled with the punches. Ragnar isn’t just about running 200 miles. It’s about teamwork. It’s about stepping up when things get tough and taking on extra miles. It’s about taking the wheel (driving) when no one else wants to. It’s about bonding and sharing. It’s about racing when you aren’t actually being timed (we were only timed as a team, not as individuals). It’s about seeing what your body can do when it doesn’t want to “do” anymore.
A special shout out goes to my teammates who all no doubt took one for the team pushing themselves on incredibly hard long runs and/or pushing themselves to run the farthest they had ever run before… I’m utterly impressed. Thank you for embracing this challenge and being total badasses!! Thank you all for putting the fire back in this girl! I miss all your faces already.
I am constantly reminded that running is not always an easy feat. Whether it’s a laborious run or a victorious sprint to the finish, running has always seemed to elicit this uplifting response from others, and in turn, in myself. Each time I go out for a run and each race I line up for, I remember this. There are people who wish they could do the things that we are doing. I am thankful for a body that allows me to to the things I love, although there may be times of discomfort, that temporary discomfort is nothing compared to the lifetime of pain some live in, There is joy & happiness in this world and I happen to find it and spread it through running. I never know who I’m going to positively influence with my efforts or who will inspire me to search for a stronger, better me – but I know it will happen, so I keep on running to both inspire and be inspired by this beautiful sport.
Coming to grips with the fact that I’m growing as a person is uncomfortable. I like routine and find “comfort” in convincing myself that I have to stick with one career for literally my entire working life. Acknowledging the red flags of burnout and allowing myself to dream and make goals towards new passions is scary, unsettling, yet strangely freeing and exciting. Between stages of burnout- you might be in denial that your passion is changing. Considering changing careers or backing off of your current one is basically “failure”, and that’s not allowed. I had an unrealistic expectation that the job I chose equaled a binding commitment to it.
Coming to Terms
It took about six months and multiple freak-out moments, but at some point I finally came to terms with my career:
a) that “binding” agreement I made with myself is unrealistic, b) it’s OKAY to feel a shift in passion as I grow, and c) I’m not a failure if I decide to back off of nursing full-time.
As you shift between the first two or three stages, at some point you throw your hands up and say, “OKAY FINE, I ACCEPT IT!”. And now…you’re good to go. And good to GROW.
I have plans that I’m not ready to share with you yet, but I do know that I’m ready. I’m tired of convincing myself that nursing is the only job I’m “supposed” to have for the next 35 years, and that I’m being a little whiny wimp if I feel burnout every week. Growth right now has been accepting the fact that I don’t need to suck it up and pretend to have the pure love and joy I had for healthcare a year or four ago. I’m ALLOWED to consider additional careers, and it doesn’t mean I’m a failure. After acknowledging my changing passion, I avoided acting out on a whim and took in careful consideration. We have bills to pay and prefer to live a certain lifestyle (e.g. going out for a coffee/dinner/drinks/signing up for races/traveling without needing to consult the bank account), and I still enjoy healthcare in general... Just not to the extent that I used to when I made it my career path.
Once you determine that your passion is changing:
-Take a deep breath. Then take another one. Everything will be okay, and we are meant to grow, change, and further develop as human beings.
-Talk it out with your support system(s). My friends have been great about giving advice and being there to listen as I mentally transition. It keeps me grounded, and I find comfort in knowing that I’m not alone!
-Start setting intentions and making goals. This is a scary one. As I said, I like comfort, routine, and stability. But unless you start makin’ moves and putting your foot in the door, more time will pass while you’re cycling through burnout after burnout.
Am I going to quit healthcare altogether? Honestly, I’m not quite sure yet. But I’m ready to add another passion into my life. I’m ready to back off of the thing that I love, but that which also causes me stress and feelings of resentment. In fact, I’m backing off so that I CAN continue to love it like I used to.
Remember that life isn’t only about the UPs. There will be downs, stress, doubt, and resistance <— Yeah, be real with yourself. It’s not all glitter and unicorns.
Realizing that your passion is changing? IT’S O.K :)
A few months back I was listening to a podcast when I heard, “there are always options.” I’m not sure what the podcast was about or even which one I was listening to, all I remember are those words.
As soon as I heard them, I was drawn so strongly to them, I grabbed a sticky note, wrote it down and stuck it to my monitor; a place that I would see it every single day, and could glance at it at any moment when I found myself overwhelmed, lost, or just needing a little reminder.
As I have felt so many aspects of my life improving lately, rediscovering my motivation and focus, I saw that sticky note the other day and I was reminded that whatever you are facing in your life; whatever decisions or stress or anxiety; whatever excitement or joy, remember there are always options. Life is always presenting us with multiple roads and paths, and we choose the ones that seem most fitting with where we ultimately want to end up.
Oh hey, Did I mention I decided on a marathon?! Yeah, that totally happened!
It's not till early next year, about 16 weeks away. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little terrified. So, here we are again back to documenting my way to the marathon. Lets hope this one goes better then the first, and considering the first was great, that's a lot of pressure!
Week 3 of marathon training went much better than the first couple of weeks. Hallelujah!
Now, I feel like I’m finally getting on track with my plan. And, hopefully, it’ll stay that way. The hardest part for me in training is to keep my head straight and not let anxiety run high. I’m a worrier and so I will overthink every.little.thing. & get my stomach in knots over it.
It’s definitely been a roller coaster ride emotionally and mentally as there have been days where I’m uber confident about running, and then days I fear I’ll never run again. There has been sobbing meltdowns & there have been times I’ve laughed hysterically.
Here’s the thing.
Fear is normal.
Sadness is normal.
Panic is normal.
There is nothing wrong with those reactions. You have to accept your situation and how it makes you feel, but you do NOT have to submit to those negative reactions and ignore the possibilities that exist. I was embarrassed over how difficult I found running to be after a few months of not really focusing on it. All I can do from here though is put in the work, follow my routine, and enjoy the experience ahead. It’s much easier said than done, but there’s no point getting discouraged about not being where I once was.. I can sulk every day and refuse to see the changes that have happened over the last few months, or I can focus on the fact that there have been changes, albeit minor ones, but things aren’t getting worse.
This led me to thinking about consistency and how important it is to stick to my training plan. The two most essential pieces of marathon training are getting in at least one “hard” workout and one “long” run every week. Beyond that, there is some flexibility in my plan–and I have to live my life and do what’s right for me. That said, marathon training is a commitment and takes A TON of time, energy, and planning. Especially at the beginning, it’s incredibly important to set yourself up for success by creating a routine of good habits. If you start off by skipping runs and slacking on workouts, you’ll pay for it later on (been there done that!)
Like all good things in life, it’s all about finding the balance that works for you.
Here is to finding that balance and staying on track... because.... I want that marathon!.
This year, I had a goal to really focus on finding balance. – it’s something that I don’t think that I was ready to put specific parameters around because I honestly wasn’t ready to admit that I didn’t have balance in my life. This entire year has been a roller-coaster for me as I went through something I never thought I would go through. I kinda threw it out there in a way where I knew that everything in my life was so out of whack, that finding balance was something that I knew I desperately needed. But I didn’t know quite what that looked like. Was it just being able to “disconnect” more often? Did I need to quit eating junk food? Were some people in my life right – I was just too uptight and needed to learn how to let go? Did I need to book some solo travel adventures to “discover” myself?
Well, it turns out that it was a little bit of each of those.
The biggest thing I’ve learned?
It’s okay to be selfish. For so long, I was operating under the impression that if everyone else around me is happy, then I felt like I was “happy” too. There are so many things wrong with that and I realize that now. If only I would have caught on a little bit earlier. Finding happiness in yourself is the most important thing that you can ever have – it’s the foundation for anything in your life. Yes, it’s great if you make other people happy – but the minute they are not happy, then how do you feel? What does that do for your self-worth?
I’ve always been an optimistic person – But there’s a difference between being optimistic and feeling happy. Looking on the bright side is inevitable as an optimist, but living in that bright side is mandatory to truly be happy in your life. I wish I could tell you the exact directions to do it. It’s different for every single person – what makes me happy could very well likely make you or another person extremely miserable. But, I can say, once I realized that I needed to focus on my happiness, it wasn’t that hard to discover how to find it… However, it’s a journey that can be tough. It can be hard to finally focus on YOU, especially if you are someone (ahem, me) that likes to focus so much on other people. It can be really difficult to take a look at your life as it exists today and admit that it kinda sucks, especially if you’ve worked really hard to get where you are. Notice, I didn’t say impossible. It can be done. But you have to be ready for the hard truth because if you can face that, the other side is definitely worth it.
A few other notable areas I've learned to balance....
Surround yourself with like minded people...
I focus on who I want to let into my life. Yes, you read that right – “let” in. The negative influences and time suckers are now gone. I no longer stay friends with people because we have a “history” or because I feel like I owe them one. The people in my life are there because I love them and I love what they bring to the table. I surround myself with people that I feel make me better, and I hope they say the same, too.
Yes, I’m a runner and I’ve run numerous races before this year… but I never felt like my health was in my control. I could definitely knock out long runs like nobody’s business, but I didn’t feel like I was in the best shape of my life. My weight seemed to go up, and I just never felt confident in how I looked. I changed that this year, both from a nutrition and fitness perspective… I’m still working on figuring out the weight loss portion but I LOVE how far I’ve come mentally and physically. I have more that I want to conquer in this arena, but I love the progress that I’ve found since I started focusing on finding balance. Having that trainer guy help me focus on my fitness and nutrition is definitely a huge help, too.
Seriously, where does the time go? I feel like I’m finally getting a better handle on this and my focus on balance has been to get rid of those time sucks. And also a balance of making sure my time is spent in the right places… with the right people.
Definitely a work in progress. :)
With so many things, people and opportunity in the world, it’s hard to understand why we feel alone and incomplete and empty at times. Throughout my life, I have walked through some dark seasons, felt incomplete or like something was wrong with me. I longed for acceptance and love, but deeper than that, just reassurance that I was enough. . .
Have you ever read something that speaks so deeply to your soul that you hang on every word. This morning I read the following and it really spoke to me and I felt like sharing.
“I never meant for you to be self-sufficient. Instead, I designed you to need me not only for daily bread but also for fulfillment of deep yearnings. I carefully crafted your longings and feelings of incompleteness, to point you to Me… Beware of trying to pacify those longings with lesser gods: people, possessions, power.”
I feel so ashamed of this. I have searched for fulfillment of these needs through objects and running. I was temporarily pacifying these desires only to be left feeling lonely and searching for more. I have felt weak, broken, and as if it were up to me to fix myself. This message was a beautiful reminder that we were created with a need that only one person can fulfill. He knows the deepest desires and longings of our heart and is waiting for us to cry out to Him.
Rejoice in your needs knowing He will make you complete. Linger in His presence today. Accept His peace with gratefulness as you begin the day ahead.
Is it really as simple as that?? I think so, or at least it should be.
You... me... we all need to get over that little thing called “fear.”
Far too often, people don’t follow through on chasing their dreams because they are too busy hiding from fear. We all need to stop fearing. Let your dreams in, and chase them.
Now, like most people, I have a few fears and of varying levels, and when I say ‘fear’ I don’t mean spiders or heights—I mean those subconscious internal fears. Like the fear of failing, for example; or disappointing someone, not being able to accomplish something, or of how difficult it may be. We often don’t admit to fearing these things aloud, and a majority of the time we don’t admit them internally to ourselves, either. We tell ourselves that we are fine just where we are in the safe zone, that nothing is wrong, that everything is good. But here’s the thing: staying where you feel safe is your mind’s subconscious way of getting away with cowering in fear. When you give in to fear, you are letting yourself become scared of false things that haven’t actually happened. Stop focusing on fear, and start focusing on your dreams. Remove “can’t” from your vocabulary.
You are HERE, NOW. You are in THIS moment. Stop thinking about what has happened up until now or about what is to come.
When facing fear & self-doubt, you need to concentrate on why you are doing what you are doing. Your ‘why’ is what wakes you up every morning; it’s what pushes you forward when you can’t find the motivation to push yourself. When you begin to doubt yourself, think about your why. If it’s not a reason that genuinely comes from your heart, self-doubt might take over your actions, and feel like it’s swallowing you whole. Once you define your why & goal(s), the key is to bring them into your daily life as much as possible. It is that simple. The more you think about your why & your goal, the more you work towards it. And, even better, if you are thinking enough about them on a regular basis, you will unconsciously factor them into your life as time goes on!
IF YOU WANT SOMETHING, IT IS YOURS TO CHASE AND THAT IS WHAT WE HAVE TO REALIZE ON A DAILY BASIS.
I fear failure because right now I’m fearing risk; I fear taking chances; I fear getting hurt; I fear letting people down; but more so, I fear letting myself down.
But there’s a shift that happens when we learn to push past those fears, or rather, embrace those fears.
I am pushing past my fear every day, and for me, that had to start with managing my anxiety.
There were days, weeks, sometimes months on end, where I would sit in my bed all day crying from the uncomfortable sensation of not comprehending the world around me. I would constantly find myself asking
Will it ever end?
I feared life, I feared people, I feared losing more than I had already lost.
It was times like these that I wholeheartedly did not think there was an answer.
The strong, independent person I have become, the mindset I have gained, the positivity, the sheer will to constantly push forward, the fearlessness i have acquired is a result of what I have been through...... and I wouldn't be where i am without it.
See fear and EMBRACE IT.
You have so much power and life and love and ability inside of you, there’s no reason to be held back in your day to day life because of fear. Push past it, don’t hide from it; because if you are too busy hiding, you can’t spend time chasing your dreams.
After years of constant pain, confusion, and missing out on life—I had a lot of fear- It consumed me. To say I was scared was an understatement. But, I didn’t run from the fear. I stood right there next to it and I’m where I am right now because of it.
My whirlwind Squamish race weekend has come and gone, but I am still working through the lessons I learned from this race.
Sometimes in life, we are thrust into situations that we don’t like; maybe they make us feel out of control or uncomfortable, we don’t like when there is an unknown or uncertainty about an outcome. That is how I felt going into the Squamish race, I was unsure that I could complete it. Just like most people, I have dreams & goals. Big ones. However, sometimes there is something standing in the way that is bigger than what I want to accomplish, and that is FEAR- Fear of being uncomfortable and out of control. I have never been a risk taker. I have zero desire to jump out of a plane or swim with sharks (that’s just crazy) I like my comfortable life, in my comfortable town, with my predictable day.
That is… until I get that quiet little nudge that I could do, be, and achieve some of those lofty goals of mine, but there is a cost. In order to reach some of those goals, it would require me to be vulnerable. What if I fail? Everyone will know and they will all laugh. Let’s just forget about it and keep on chugging along with my predictable day....... <<Insert the fear of Squamish race weekend here>> ;)
Squamish is an event that I've wanted to do for a while now due to its acclaimed difficulty and location. This race has a few climbs that are steep and (for me) relentless as it winds through some mountain trail. There are a few distances to chose from, I was taking on the 23k distance. It would present quite a challenge for me coming from these here flat lands. Did I mention it takes place in B E A U T I F U L British Colombia, Canada! Seriously, I couldn't stop "ohh-ing and Ahh-ing" of the beauty!
Over the last several months my life has been in a constant transition and I felt like It was a brand new me starting this race. I had no idea what my mind, let alone body, was capable of anymore. It may as well have been my first race. I was already getting things wrong, I was trying to keep others in view who I knew were going too fast for me in these conditions and hoping that I wouldn't end up paying for it later on. Then there was the fact that I hadn't taken enough water and ran out of fluid by mile 4 and had about another 5 before I would see an aid station. I panickingly drank from a creek. (hoping I don't pay for that one either) As the miles went on, I found myself running alone with no runners in view and that's when I realized that I was running way slower than I thought. I tried to keep a relative perspective on it, I have overtaken about 7 people in the first half, if I could keep them at bay and somehow make sure only speedy 50k runners passed me, but the feeling of defeat was winning the mind game.
I kept repeating to myself the very thing I was afraid of saying- If I just finish I can derive satisfaction from “another finish”- but that was exactly what I DIDN’T want. I didn't want "just another finish", I wanted to feel accomplished that I went into an incredibly hard race and finished near whatever my goal in my mind was and I didn't get that. But the most valuable lesson I learned is knowing that I had to become something different in order to get to the end, that somehow I became an improved human who learned to power through the suck and can take that improvement forward in my life.
I usually aim to have a sprint finish for the last mile, not this time. I was too exhausted. Run, scream, whine, slow-shuffle, repeat until I got about a quarter mile from the finish and saw a familiar face- Mike had come out to run me in. I had pulled out my phone at some point and told him I had already given up on myself, this was not my race, I couldn't do it. He wouldn't let me quit on myself.
The finish line eventually came into view and I was so thankful. As I crossed the finish line I had a moment of relief that I was done but I was also very upset with myself that this race didn’t have the outcome that I had sent my mind on in the months, weeks and days coming into this. There was a release of knowing that the discomfort had ended, but I didn't immediately have the swell of pride in my own strength as this shiny new beautiful medal hung heavy round my humbled, tired and broken body. As I looked through every post I had made about this race, I noted that they all lacked my usual ‘I’m proud/happy/excited etc about this finish’. I might not be happy about my finish time, but in the days since the race I have found some sort of pride in the fact that I finished an incredibly hard race course, even when I wanted to quit, that I somehow held onto myself just enough to muddle through it. I know what this course is all about now, and believe me when I say I'm already planning on coming back in 2017 and I'm gonna train harder and get that feeling of accomplishment with a shiny new course PR-no matter how many races and training runs it takes me, I will never give up. I will never stop. No matter how difficult or how painful, I will run. I can do anything and run anywhere.
I’m sure it’s pretty clear that I love working out and staying active. Quite honestly, in addition to bettering myself, this has become how I stay sane and centered. BUT, I couldn’t do it all on my own. I’ll be the first to admit, I didn’t really know ALL of the benefits of working with a personal trainer until I started working with on myself. While some people may think of having a personal trainer as a luxury, it’s actually a great way to maximize your time in the gym and (in my opinion) get the most out of what you spend on fitness. And there’s so much more to it than you’d think. Let me explain …If you're like me, then you've walked into a gym, looked around at all of the equipment, felt overwhelmed and wanted to crawl into a corner. Or maybe you're that girl whose gotten ready for her at-home workout only to get lost in the thousands of YouTube videos that target everything but your eyebrows
In both of these scenarios, you've probably ended up doing something quick, random, ineffective, or maybe nothing at all, because you just weren't sure where to start. Having a workout plan will not only make your time spent working out more effective, it will make it easier for you to workout on a consistent basis.
1. A WORKOUT PROGRAM TAILORED JUST FOR YOU.
There’s no comparison to having a certified fitness professional giving you individual attention for an hour at a time. Your trainer will do some sort of full assessment on your body, natural movement patterns, goals, needs, overall health & wellness and design a workout program that is tailored specifically to you and there’s no better way for it to be. In order to be certified to be a personal trainer, you have to learn, understand and master a number of health and science principles, which you use to put together plans to help clients. A training session is not just a few exercise moves thrown together to make you sweat, a real workout program is designed with things you want to do and things you should do, based on your overall fitness and needs. Therefore, if you have a goal in mind, a personal trainer can give you a science-backed way to do it and will also maximize your time in the gym. While there is nothing wrong with working out at home or on your own (I do it, too), online plans can never replace the advice of a professional and personal hands-on assistance a few times a week- keeping you on track to achieve something. And remember, no goal is too small.
2. NOT HAVING TO THINK ABOUT WHAT’S NEXT OR WHAT TO DO THAT DAY.
One of the many things I love about working with that trainer guy is that I don’t have to think at all. I show up to the gym and just listen to his instructions. It’s awesome. A good trainer will have a program on hand for you each day, as well as offer you recommendations for things you should be doing on other days of the week (I swear I’m going to take that darn Pilates class!).
3. GETTING OUT OF MY COMFORT ZONE.
Change only happens when you make the effort. Even though I’m pretty good lately about keeping up my workout routine and going to the gym, I don’t always get out of my comfort zone or try totally new things. While I love group fitness, to be totally honest, the motions are always similar and my body craves diversity and doesn’t always get it. When I work with that trainer guy, I want anything that I wouldn’t do in my group workouts. That means I get enough of the plyo (gag me) workouts in my group and I crave something a little more individually challenging. And for the first time in my life, someone showed me how to incorporate weights into my workout, as well as some ridiculously hard core & upper-body exercise moves on the TRX. It’s never easy, but that’s exactly the point. Plus I’m always up for the challenge and I look forward to the workout of the day and feel so good after I’ve completed something that was very hard for me, regardless if I may not have been good at.
4. HAVING A PROFESSIONAL NITPICK MY FORM.
We are human, we may think we know what we’re doing in the gym, but maybe just like me, you're making unknown mistakes. I’ve found that people tend to have less body awareness than they know. A personal trainer can help you achieve (near) perfect form. Trust me, I'm always asking that trainer guy "is this right, I'm not sure I'm feeling what I'm supposed to be feeling etc" Proper form not only helps you avoid injury, but it'll help you achieve your goals faster if you're doing the exercise correctly vs incorrectly. Do you have good mobility in your hips? Do you really know what it means to “brace your abs”? Are you able to focus on proper breathing patterns or fully engage your glute muscles? Maybe, maybe-not, but even for a casual exerciser, these are essential techniques to master and I sure am learning them.
5. A PERSONAL TRAINER WILL ASK YOU HARD QUESTIONS.
There are so many habits that we have that are unhealthy for us, and we just choose not to talk about them. But when you work with a personal trainer, they’re probably going to ask you if you got any sleep, did you remember to eat breakfast, What did you do this weekend, what are your short term & long term goals. And they’ll be asking that, because they know so many things play into an overall healthy lifestyle. Would you benefit from an extra little voice sitting on your shoulder devoted to whispering healthy motivation in your ear? I do!
6. BEING MOTIVATED BY SOMEONE WHO MAKES ME FEEL LIKE HE WANTS ME TO SUCCEED.
Nine times out of ten, I’m my own motivator when it comes to getting my butt to the gym. But when I work with that trainer guy, he wants me to lift heavier, run faster, finish the last rep with great form and go harder in all the things. When I want to give up on myself, he pushes me to give him just two more (I’m convinced 2 is his favorite number). It feels good to have someone (seemingly) in my corner, and it sure makes me want to do a good job. I don’t know about you, but I don’t like to be bad at things or new at things. But that’s life. Working with that trainer guy has humbled me and reminded me what it’s like for people who do something for the very first time or trying to find my way back into something I once loved. It’s not easy. You aren’t always sure of what you’re doing and that makes you second guess yourself, but having that trainer guy reassure me that I am making forward progress helps tons.
Give it a shot, just to see what you learn about yourself. Sometimes just eight weeks with a trainer can really be a game-changer for your health and wellness. It’s okay to stumble and fall when you take on something new, because you’re still lapping those who are on the couch. I honestly think that personal training can work for anyone, whether you’re in shape, out of shape, an athlete, totally sedentary or anything in between. Yes, it does cost money to train in a one-on-one setting, but it’s an investment in one of the most important things in the world — your health.
Keep at it.