I decided this week that it is okay to be comfortable. In the last two weeks I have stepped out of my comfort zone and I haven’t particularly cared for it. I have never been an athletic person. I never played sports, I was never into competing, gymnastics or fitness of any kind. I’ve never liked exercise classes or group activities. I don’t even like to dance. People have a hard time believing this. They think that somewhere deep down I really want to dance, that if I just got up and busted a move, I would enjoy myself. This is not the case. The thought of any of these things causes panic. That place somewhere deep down that might want to dance? That place wants to cry just typing about it. This panicky, whiny, insecure part of myself certainly isn’t my favorite but it’s there and that’s okay. If I am comfortable taking ridiculous pictures of myself, blogging about my fitness journey and making a spectacle of myself via the internet but not in front of a group of people or face to face (or butt to face if it’s yoga) then so be it. I do not need to “get comfortable being uncomfortable” and life IS happening inside of my comfort zone.
So what brought on this realization? I went to a gym.
First, there were mirrors everywhere. I am the most narcissistic and vein person that I know and I am saying there were too many.
Second, it was packed.
Third, no matter what angle I tried an exercise, my entire body was visible to anyone and everyone in the gym because of the mirror walls.
It wasn’t a good experience. The lights were too bright, the music was annoying but most of all I was uncomfortable (the stressful, cortisol releasing kind of uncomfortable).
There were some pros. I did squats with 180 pounds… FOUR REPS!
I bench pressed 115 pounds… THREE TIMES!
This puts me in-between intermediate and advanced (according to these charts from ExRx.net).
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I am glad that I went. It just reassured me that I am not a gym or group fitness kind of person. And that’s okay.
Instead, I can run around in the dark and the mud and feel more confident than ever!
Last night we decided to take our cardio outside. We walked the length of the yard and back, sprinted, did lunges and ended by dropping down and doing push-ups. We did three sets of this (about thirty minutes). It was muddy, the sprinting was rough but we had fun! I definitely want to do more endurance training. Thanks Aunt Linda for the sprinting suggestion!
For anyone out there who is also uncomfortable in group settings, stressed out by trips to the gym and awkward in fitness classes, it’s okay! We are not all the same. Just keep yourself motivated and keep pushing on, even it means late night muddy workout sessions!