Okay, this is going to be a little different. Today, Circa 88, you are my journal … my diary entry for June 3, 2014. My entire life I’ve been the outgoing, extroverted girl who has absolutely no problem speaking up and being the first to do anything… until last week when I started personal training with my sister! OMG who knew I was an introvert? Really… who knew? The minute I stepped foot in the gym I felt like it was my first day of kindergarden all over again. You know on your first day in Kindergarden when your mom let’s go of your hand … pushes you to walk inside the building and you’re afraid of everything, including the walls because the building seems so big in comparison to your courage. Yep, that was me last week when I met my sister at the gym.
Keep in mind, I don’t have one physical activity bone in me. Well that was as of last week, this week I think with all of the lunges and weight training I gained a bone or two. Being in a gym is extremely intimidating, especially if you have no clue what you are doing. I purposely chose to pursue workouts that had nothing to do with a gym because of this issue. I hate sweating and I don’t do well being the non-fit girl in all fit surroundings; which is probably why my old workouts consisted of soft workouts that would make me feel like I worked out but I wasn’t doing much, like beginners Pilates or “walking.” My first day in the gym I immediately went into my “turtle shell.” A turtle shell is a reference my boyfriend and I use when I get nervous and hide from whatever freaks me out. I mean really, loud mouth Triena who always has something to say was as quiet as a mouse. I didn’t volunteer to go first, I wasn’t assured if I was doing anything correctly and I sure as heck didn’t want any of the extra attention on me. I don’t know which is most intimidating, overly muscular guys grunting to get the last bench press out or those complicated machines that I have no clue how to work.
My gym experience is mostly spent second guessing myself and asking my sister if I’m doing this right. Her personal assistance has really made the difference and helped me with a lot of my intimidation and anxiety. It’s getting easier and easier to make up in my mind that I need to go ahead and hit the gym to get it out of my way. I hear that actually looking forward to gym dates comes with time. It’s so funny because my sis and I are exact opposites when it comes to being physically fit, but I won’t let that stop me. I actually ran with her yesterday, though she left me ;-/ … It’s nice to feel new places burn … especially places I had no clue I had muscles in. I’m no fitness expert but I am committed to trying a healthier lifestyle and let’s just say C88 will be updated with sore gluteus and thighs. Tomorrow’s leg day. Wish me luck …
Sore Thighs and Gluteus, Triena