It wasn’t easy changing my mind set. I certainly didn’t do it alone. With an amazing friend, a super supportive partner and exercise my mind set altered. I first started working out at home, music going, sun beaming down on my skin, kids playing around in the garden, it was great fun. They would come and join in with some warm up, pant and declare defeat and run off. I would only be able to do 5 maybe 6 burpees…and declare defeat also, legs and arms shaking, body sweating and my mind screaming to stop.
A week went by, then two weeks….I was annoyed. I wont lie, I was really annoyed that my body kept giving out on me….but what I hadn’t realized was, it wasn’t my body giving up…it was my mind. I wanted to see progress and hadn’t (so I thought) made any. But the progress I had made was, I was feeling better mentally. I found after a workout, although I was panting, tired, shaking…I felt great, in my mind. Some days I would say ‘I can’t’ I had to really push myself, on those days my partner (PT in training) would push me harder, when I got to 6 burpees and would cry (and I mean I would literally be crying) that ‘I just can’t do it’ he would make me do one extra. Every time I took too long a break between reps, he would make me do one extra. This looking back now was great, because on days we didn’t get to work out together and I was telling myself when I got to my 6th burpee ‘I cant do this’ I made myself do one extra. When I took too long a break between reps, or didnt complete the full 12 and stopped at 11….I made myself do an extra one, sometimes an extra two. The weeks went on, although I didn’t see any progress physically…mentally I felt stronger.
I told myself ‘I CAN do this’ when my legs or arms shook at 8 burpees and pushed myself harder. Then one day I did 10 burpees, straight off. The sense of achievement was mind blowing. That’s when I began to like my body. not because it had physically changed noticeably (I had toned slightly) but i could do 4 more burpees than I could in the beginning. To some that may mean nothing but to me, who it matters to the most, means an awful lot. if i remember correctly my partner said ‘Progress is progress’ and that’s exactly what it was. Progress. My mind felt healthier and my body felt healthier. slowly I began to like my body…not love it. But like it. which I thought I would never have said before.
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