Okay, so here we are...Day 1! This felt like the "do or die" day... But I tell you what, even though I am expecting some wonderfully sore muscles tomorrow, I surpassed the biggest hurdle. I went to the gym. And I am damn proud of myself for that!
I have spent the past few weeks looking at the Gold's Gym class schedule - and I would tell myself, "Okay today I am going to go to _________" - fill in the blank with Zumba! Pilates, Yoga, Body Flow, etc... When it came time to get ready to go to whatever class I had convinced myself several hours earlier that I was going to, I had now found a convenient distraction keeping me unable to go to the gym once again. I need to figure out what to make for dinner, or clean the kitchen, or update my facebook status. And yes, sadly facebook has kept me from a number of "planned" visits. Some of you may think, why doesn't she just work out at home if getting to the gym is such a hurdle... or go for a walk. And I would agree with you - why don't I? Because I don't really want to! In fact I didn't really want to go to the gym today - but I did it! So why the gym? It gives me the total mindset and attending a class holds me responsible and pushes limits, something I would never do at home. At home I could pop in a dvd, work out for fifteen minutes and be like, alright I am done. I worked out!
Today was the first day of many... I set my goal: Go to the 8pm Piyo class! And at 7:30pm I got in my workout clothes, drove to the gym, and just waited...I ended up being 15 minutes early! More than anything, I wanted to be early so I didn't have an excuse not to go. The instructor and two other women showed up. They were a close knit group of extremely friendly women. They welcomed me to their little group and were very positive - as it was CLEAR I was no where near their skill level. Regardless of my lack of skill, especially on the more difficult and more coordinated poses, I didn't give up and I held my own. ...Oh sure, I lost my balance and had to take little readjustment breaks and bursts of laughter poured out of me as I scoffed at my lack of coordination and how much my belly fat prohibits my ability to get my knees to my chest. Fat ass and all - I did it! I achieved my goal! And not just that...I had a good sweaty and painful time. Any one who has done yoga or pilates knows - it isn't easy! Even if you are fit! But when you are carrying an upwards of 50 excess pounds - OMG! I remember going to pilates several pounds and years ago and it wasn't that hard! Tonight was a reminder to myself of how out of shape I have gotten - but it will not keep me from continuing to make one goal to achieve each day!
All in all - Day 1 was a SUCCESS!
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