So Mr. Trainer went on vacay last week which meant that I
didn’t have someone waiting for me 3 out of those 7 days to actually show up
and work out.
For the first time in NINE WHOLE MONTHS. That's an accomplishment in itself and I'm grateful for it.
I was nervous…..like a totally irrational nervousness that I
just wouldn’t go in at all. Because NO
ONE WOULD KNOW. Absolutely no one. Except for me.
I’ve mentioned I’m a people pleaser……and I ain’t joking.
Now, I have gotten so much better at doing cardio on my “off”
training days – but even if I don’t have training, he’s still there at the
gym. And he notices if he doesn’t see me
show up on those “off” days.
I need this accountability.
It’s the entire reason I hired a trainer in the first place…I’ll show up
for other people….but hardly ever for myself.
This has been true in so many ways and in so many aspects of my life
that I know it can’t all be fixed at once….but it is getting better.
It’s a character flaw that in the last year I recognize and
remain very hyper-aware of….even when it sneaks up sometimes and flat pisses me
off. This is a very good thing that I
can now recognize it, and though I don’t always self-correct, at least I’m
getting better at acknowledging when I do or do not make choices that will
better my life.
So last week began and I had a little talk with myself to
just go the first day. Just one
day. That was all I needed to worry
about at that moment.
So, I went….and it turns out his other clients were there
too….and happened to walk by the elliptical with a wave or fist bump for
me. It was a camaraderie like “Hey! We’re leaderless this week, but we’re doing
the hard work anyway, for no one except for ourselves.” I can honestly say I adore the little gym
home I have. It’s not the scary
intimidating place I walked into 9 months ago – it’s now a safe haven….and I
love that.
And I went in the next, then made it to 3, then to 4 and
then all the sudden we’re back to Tuesday….my normal first training day of the
week………..and when Mr. Trainer did the rundown of how things were? “How’s the back? What’s your body doing? How’s the diet? And, did you miss me? I missed you!”
Me: “I missed you terribly, of course. And I was terrified of being alone with just
me for the first time in 9 months. You know
how scary it gets in my head without you there for me to purge on a regular
basis….But you know what?”
Mr. Trainer: “Oh yes,
I do…..please tell me you did ok. What
is it?”
Me: “That plateau I’ve
been standing on for two months…..took a mother-loving deep dive into the hell
it belongs…..down 4 pounds. And THAT was
me. All me. So give me your lunges, squats, and burpees…..whatever
you can shove down your pie-hole sweet cheeks…..we’ve got this.”
And then we laughed and fist-bumped and hugged and did our
most embarrassing touchdown dance.