It was 8am and I had just finished teaching my daughter’s Faith Formation class at church. I figured I’d show up to the Y to do some semblance of exercise, basically so I could check it off my list/tell myself that I had done something for myself today. Otherwise, all of my excuses would come out as to why I couldn’t schedule myself for a 9:30 Method class.
And earlier, I had pulled three engorged ticks off my lab, who was peacefully snoozing on my side of our unmade bed, right on my pillow.
And, a few days ago I had arrived at a photo session with two children under the age of 3 who were dressed in their finest holiday outfits, hair perfectly coiffed, when I discovered that my new camera body was not functioning properly.
And, my soon to be 13-year-old beautiful daughter’s hormones are raging at precisely the same time as my own, self-diagnosed peri - menopausal symptoms are peaking...just like those beautiful CNY leaves are peaking - blazing, fiery and impressive.
Once I let go of my nonsensical negative self talk and remembered why I CHOSE to sign up for class, it clicked. For the next 55 minutes I enjoyed every sweaty moment. I envisioned every stressor in my life from this past week and punched the shit out of it on the bag. I felt unstoppable, powerful, and strong.
I hate box jumps and not only did I complete them (rather than modify them) during the circuit, I amped up my speed during the 10 second push. During another mini circuit I CHOSE to do mountain climbers as my 10 second push. I loved getting to work on the bag in every circuit. I found energy I didn’t know I had. I trusted myself and the class. I could sense my muscle fibers ripping and tearing, knowing they would ache tomorrow, and I was so high.
Thank you Aaron for a great class!
Thanks, Steph, for reminding us what we can do when we say YES, squash the bullshit & step on our excuses!