I had been debating for a while about leaving the gym I belonged to and finding something else more challenging that would help me meet my goals. What I didn't know at the time was that the gym I belonged to was going to be closing its doors. But I was already researching and considering hiring a personal trainer. Well, for that to happen I needed to make sure I could afford to do so. What I didn't realize was that while I was considering this and having many chats with G-d he was helping by putting things in place for me and guiding me. I took the money that I was paying for the gym and I had another bill that I didn't realize was paid off. With that I had my start and the confidence to seek out the right fit for me. I was really dreading going back into a traditional gym.
Then I had been seeing a FB friend's postings and pictures about CrossFit and was always intrigued but yet said NO WAY I can do any of that. After a few months I finally got the courage to email her and inquire. The response I got was overwhelming and encouraging. Of course, I still drug my feet. Then out of nowhere here comes this CrossFit gym opening 5 minutes from my house and work. So at my friend's nudging I contacted this place and even popped in. I came back still debating if I could do it and would they want someone so out of shape to even be a part of this. After all, everyone else was in fit shape and were doing some amazing things.
I couldn't get the thoughts of all these dreams I have out of my head. I knew half the battle was going to be to lose the weight but the other half I needed to be in shape. See, I want to do things such as learn to ski, go hiking, even climb some mountains (now, I'm not talking climb Mt. Everest but something a little more challenging than Stone Mountain), zip lining and fly a plane. Those are just a few of my dreams.
I went to the open house they had (might I add terrified and expecting to be drop kicked out of there quicker than I arrived). I was challenged beyond belief. I couldn't do a darn thing. But I was determined. Well, I was determined until I was told to stand on a box probably about 3 -4 feet tall (might as well have been 100 feet tall). The more I said NO the more the trainer said YES! I was shocked! How dare this stranger tell me what I'm going to do - LOL! I don't take orders or listen to folks like that ;-) I stood on one box that led me to the taller box. All the while really just wanting to say a few choice things about the situation but I think (at least I hope I did) I kept those thoughts to myself. I got up there but it was scarier than anything I've done in a while. And the look on my face had to be priceless when he said he would catch me if I fell. I just wanted to say to him I'm really not in the mood to make his wife a widow! Thankfully, he let me down. Not sure if it was the fear on my face or if he just wasn't so sure about me even being there. Getting down was a challenge too, I hugged that pole so tight like a stripper sliding down. I was not letting go. I wanted to kiss the ground when I got off of there. But everyone was still so friendly and nice. I was looking around like REALLY??? I've never experienced this before.
So the next week I thought about it and talked with a few folks about joining. I finally decided to find out if I could join. I was told YES! So on March 1st I embarked on my newest journey called CrossFit!
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