Wrecked

I honestly wasn’t sure I was going to make it through today’s workout. If it hadn’t been a collective effort- a workout where we all contributed to completing the total number of reps on the board- I think I would have quit. But honestly, pride and the desperation to avoid the shame of dropping out kept me going for the team.

The three of us got the workout done. I tried not to puke, pass out or cry. I managed to stay on my feet and I kept myself from dissolving into a puddle. Barely.

I am too tired in this moment to feel proud of myself. Mostly, I’m just angry at how hard it was. But that’s stupid because everyone had a hard workout, not just the person in the room who is out of shape and way too fluffy.

There’s a lot you can learn about yourself in the middle of a near-impossible task. At least I know now that I can stick with it.

Here’s to knowing that sometimes it’s just really, really, hard. Here’s to knowing that I can do hard things, and it’s okay to acknowledge, accept and invite hard things in to life. Today wrecked me, but I’ll break 1000 times in these next few months and always come back for more.

Give ‘Em Hell

I’m slouched on the floor half an hour after the workout is done and I’m still too tired to move on with my day.

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  1. Trina says:

    Give ‘Em Hell

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