I Am Your Biggest Fan
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
I already had a bit of a spring in my step when I got to the gym today. I completed some major projects (under deadline) and managed not to put anyone in a chokehold despite the mounting pressure and high volume of events pouring in.
My coach also reminded me that I will be seeing my sister this weekend for the first time in three months. She will be excited by my changing appearance as she is really my biggest cheerleader ever.
I can't really see for myself that I am changing, but others tell me it is so. Once in a while I see more definition in odd places like my elbow or my neck, but it is at least something. A lot of times a little something by way of encouragement is all you need.
I arrived to the gym a bit earlier than my normal time. Well, at least my appt was earlier. I still fought traffic and my own tendency to try and do one more thing before I leave work. Even though I hurt, I still feel bouncy and happy and that is a sign of a good workout for me.
While I was using the rope trainer tonight, I was approached by a woman I sometimes see. She is friendly and she has encouraged me before. Tonight she came up and told me how she can really see a difference in me and she knows I am working really hard. I thanked her and told her I don't see them but I appreciated her kind words. She said, "no, trust me, I am telling you, you are changing." She followed up by telling me she is my number #1 fan.
I am really blessed to work out in a gym full of so many great people. Trainers are awesome, other folks working out are awesome. The owner and folks behind the counter - you guessed it, awesome. One of my locker room cronies mentioned another gym of the same brand is opening up closer to me. I don't think I could leave my peeps behind even though it would probably be about half the distance. My support system is so solid. It is one of the things that keeps me coming back.
I was able to bang out all facets of my challenge workout tonight. With my trainer, Kimmy, I did the octane (elliptical), some weights and some rope. Later, I rode the bike for 30 minutes, and did more rope and weights. It felt like a very successful workout, and I still have chipmunk arms to prove it. I hurt going in, and I hurt coming out, but mostly a good hurt, a satisfied hurt and a proud hurt.
I'm doing this and I've got this.