Growing up I was never much of an athlete. I was skinny, tiny and not athletic at all. I was a bit geeky and shy. I pretty much kept to myself. That was me in the past. Today, I broke down in tears at the gym. Why? Because I pushed myself to the limit (with the help of my coach). Dont get me wrong, I often have the Holy Crap! Can I really lift that much? thought going on. But today, I only allowed myself to think: If my coach believes I can do it.. then IM GOING TO DO IT! In January, I could only lift 35 pounds on leg extensions and I did it with difficulty. Today, I lifted 165 pounds. I did 150 pounds on the squat machine and I have NO idea how much weight I lifted on the hamstring curls (I didnt look but I was feeling quite strong). By the time I got to the last exercise (squat splits). I was feeling it. My coach had me do two more sets on each leg. And you know what? I NAILED IT! And then I broke down in tears. Never in my life have I known myself to be that strong. Remember my post about faith? In the words of Jim Carrey: Hope walks through the fire. Faith leaps over it. My little addition: Faith leaves you feeling like a badass!
Posted on: Wed, 04 Jun 2014 01:44:07 +0000
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