I've been doing really well at keeping up with working out since I got my personal trainer. My eating could still use some wiping into shape, but I've definitely been much better at working out regularly. Yesterday I started a new routine (new routine every four weeks) and it was a huge leap for me in many ways.
First off, I was moved from the comfort-ability of the tucked away corner to requiring to be on the main floor to do most of my exercises. You know the main floor, it's where all the muscly men are, and the weights are no longer neon colored, mirror stretched in-front of it's length. *shivers* I felt uncomfortable even in that area with the people I always look at as "pro" exercisers, and in front of that mirror looking at my hugely less than perfect body with their chiseled abs and arms in the background... sigh.
So, now that the scene is set. In this setting I am learning new stuff so I'm all awkward and clunky, and things are more intense...AND I have been introduced to my new arch enemy....lunges. They have now beat out my past foe, stability ball rowing. My legs were so shaky at the end I thought I was going to have to call someone at work to drive me the 3 blocks back to the office!
But you know what? None of this will defeat me! I will become accustomed to working out on the "main floor," and in four weeks, I'll be tackling lunges like a pro. I resolve to conquer my fear of looking "dumb." I've got just as much right to be there as anyone else. And really, they probably don't look at their bodies as perfected just like I look at mine as needing work.
To close the day's workout I headed to the sauna to rest for a minute, and was greeted by a naked woman stretching ....and that my friends concludes what was my Wednesday trip to the gym lol
Main floor. Sqauts. Naked sauna women. I'll beat them all! :-D