I didn't quit
Saturday, March 12, 2011
I had my third fitness evaluation this morning. Great results: weight, inches, and body fat all way down. Flexibility at 90% for my age group, endurance at 80%. It’s a toss-up what the bigger cause for celebration is: my cardiovascular rating or my strength results.
My biggest goal for cardio was to get a passing percentage. I would’ve loved for it to be maybe 70%. After my previous results—the 1st eval put me at 14% and the 2nd at 40%—just passing would’ve been enough to please me. Well, mission accomplished! I’m at 100%. PERFECT!!!
As far as strength, there’s no rating for it but you have to do as many pushups as you can. No time limit but you have to stay in plank position if you need a break. The trainer let me do modified pushups the first time. When she saw that the trainer that did my 2nd eval made me do the full version, she changed her mind and made me do those today instead. It was hard. I’ve been doing modified ones to ST, but the regular ones are a lot tougher! There came a point when I wanted to just quit because they started hurting my lower back. I thought back to my first fitness evaluation last May. Twenty-two pushups in, I decided to stop. I *could* have done more (how many, I don’t know—maybe only 1, maybe 5—I’ll never know), but I was tired after the step test and situps and wanted to stop. 10 months later, I still regret giving up. I regret saying “I’m done” when I WASN’T done, when I had the opportunity to push myself, test my limits, see what I was made of. That memory flashed into my head as I contemplated quitting today, and in a nanosecond my mind was made up. I rested in plank position and then I did pushups again. I kept going until I quite literally could not lift myself up again.
Today I didn’t quit. I found my limits. I’m going to test them. Tomorrow I’ll be better.