Saturday, August 20, 2011
I used to fear going to the gym. This , of course, was before I actually had stepped one foot in one.I wanted to join a gym badly. My at home efforts needed ramping up and I knew the gym was the place to go to get that. I'm not downing the at home exercise experience because without that I never would have gotten to the point where I felt I needed more.
Then one day my husband said he wanted to join the gym because they were having a super reasonable special price. I was happy because he had noticed my efforts at a new way of eating and spending time exercising and he wanted to join in. I felt this could only encourage success for the both of us so I said yes. As we walked up to the doors of the gym that tuesday evening I was trying to hold down my butterflies and outwardly look casual ( even though I was worried that everone would be staring at me when I walked in).
We walked up to the registration desk and started filling out forms. I allowed myself to look up and around.What? What? There were people everwhere of every size and age doing what they needed to do to get healthy! Yes there were also those barbie dolls in their skimpy little workout clothes. But they were the minority in actuality. Almost without exception, the people that were there were there to get it done!
My comfort zone expanded at that moment. I now am a regular at the gym with my husband and without.I go there to get it done, and I am loving it! The lesson I learned that day: dont judge a situation before you enter into it; you 'll never know what might be waiting for you on the other side of that door that you are afraid to go through!