Tuesday after that, I started leading our 8-week support group at the Vineyard. Our group is called Integrity for Women, and it addresses a lack of value, worth and purpose where we seek validation constantly from relationships. It's an amazing group. Lots of healing going on at the heart and soul level.
All good stuff. The only problem is, I have been attending my Body Pump class on Tuesday evenings at 6:30 pm for a really long time. Seven or eight years, I think. It's my one rock solid strength-training-no-matter what workout.
Unless there's a big concert!
Or we need to offer Integrity on Tuesdays...
I'm lucky. I get to teach Tread for a living. Right now, I lead seven 45-minute classes each week and I am still getting my long hikes in on Friday. So cardio is covered! Hallelujah.
But not my lifting. It is definitely not covered. I felt so lost without my Pump class, that I didn't lift for almost two weeks. I kept telling myself I would go to the gym- yes, the gym I belong to. I also kept telling myself to use my own studio and equipment to get a quick strength workout in.
I know there are radically self-disciplined people out there who lift religiously, on their own, no matter what. Good for them That isn't me. I have a really hard time lifting on my own. It's not that I don't know what to do...
I just don't do it. I don't go. I'll let you in on a secret of mine. I find lifting very boring, unless I am doing it with other people. Put me with someone, turn up the music, and I love it.
- I loved working out with my trainer back in the day. That's how I got started and ended up losing almost 50 pounds.
- I love my Body Pump class. I've met so many friends and great instructors.
- I love getting together with friends and lifting while we chat. Kim and I do that frequently as a way to catch up on Clear Rock stuff. It sure beats sitting at the desk.
For me, it's part physical (muscle and sweat), part mental/emotional (endorphins and stress relief), part spiritual (getting radically present), but a whole lot social. Give me people to high five and chat with before class. Give me people to look at with that LOOK during a really difficult bicep curl or squat set. Give me an instructor or trainer to encourage me, push me, support me to do my very best work.
You know what to do, but you don't go. I don't go, either!
Maybe you just don't like being bored, by yourself, stuck with the centipedes! If you've never tried a group strength class or shared training, try it. It's awesome. If you've never worked out with a trainer, call me! I'd love to show you how encouraged, pushed and supported you can feel during exercise.
We are so hard on ourselves. I don't know who ever said we were supposed to have the self-discipline of Michael Phelps. I'm just not built that way. Don't get me wrong, I love fitness and all the gifts it brings. But I can't do it if it's not fun, social, and encouraging with a whole bunch of built-in accountability.
I realized after two weeks that I'd better get it together. My upper arms were flapping in the breeze and my glutes were sagging quick. I got out my trusty appointment book, looked up other times for Body Pump, and got myself scheduled ASAP. Damn, were my triceps and glutes sore after that class. Really, really sore. It was a great reminder of use it or lose it.
Well, I'm back on track and have two classes on the schedule for this week. I'm looking at them in my book right now, and I can't tell you how comforting it is to know I can put it out of my mind, not try to come up with some iron will that I just don't have, but it will get done anyway. I love that!
We weren't meant to do it alone. It's OK if you prefer to workout that way, but if you struggle, stop beating yourself up about it and find some fitness friends. And an instructor/trainer to encourage, push and support you through to the end.
Exercise was never meant to be a punishment. It is a gift.