I noticed my last few posts had a specific slant and tilt. Glad I got it out of my system but well I little too much, how can I say…
Whining, annoying, bitch?
Yeah, without question.
This experience has been more rewarding than I ever imagined. We often talk about how the world is a cold and bitter place.
When I really got back into everything it was the week of Thanksgiving 2012. I weighed 543 pounds. I workout at Lifetime Fitness in Skokie, IL.
At first, I was the round peg trying to fit into a square hole. At a club often seems to be about families and beautiful people, here was this 500+ pound guy. Talk about feeling out of place!
So you can imagine I wasn’t exactly comfortable sometimes. But my trainers and Matt and Miranda kept me focused. Matt jokes he took one look at me and didn’t think I was going to make it and I’d quit in a week.
Matt never knew this but it almost happened. The 1st week, I was walking around the gym lifting 10-15 pound weights and sweating like crazy. With about 10 minutes, I was pretty spent. I had one more round to go including battle ropes.
If you’ve never seen a battle rope–be glad. Damn things are evil. Giant tug of war ropes you need to slam as fast as possible–timed. In my case–30 seconds.
30 seconds…lol, I wasn’t going to last 3 seconds!
Then an amazing thing happened. I walked up to ropes, took them in hand, and closed my eyes.
I heard myself say in my mind “that’s it, we’re done”.
I heard another voice say “keep going, you can do it!”
That voice wasn’t in my head. It wasn’t Matt’s either!
I opened my eyes to see four guys sitting on a bench with racquetball gear. I thought maybe I was hearing things. But he said it again…”you can do it!”
Here was a guy I didn’t know from anything or anyone cheering me on when I needed it more than he or my trainer would ever know.
Sometimes the difference between success and failure is 4 guys on a bench in a gym taking a break from their racquetball game. That when I didn’t believe in myself, someone else did.
Looking back now that’s the moment I should have seen this time would be different. That I’d finally begin to figure this all out.
200 pounds later, I see those guys 3 days a week. The ones who were on board before they even knew what was to come.
On one of those mornings, Friday, I could use the treadmill. Instead, I throw on my headphones and walk in the gym. So I can say hi to 4 guys sitting on a bench. 4 guys who probably don’t know how one 2 minute exchange helped more than they know.