So, a few days in and I'm feeling good so far. This morning I went to the gym and tried out a class called Strength and Toning. When I got there I asked one of the students about it. She said it's really hard. I was tempted to walk out, but I said to myself, "well, you're here now. No turning back. You're committed to it." So I stayed. Let me tell you, despite her warnings, I had no clue what I was getting myself into. I have never pushed my body as hard as I did this morning. Even with a fan right on me, sweat was trickling down my face into my eyes the whole time. We had to use weights throughout the work out, and at one point I could no longer actually lift my arms. My muscles gave out. But I kept going. I pushed myself and did what I could, trying my best to push through the pain with a smile on your face. I would tell myself, "Keep going because one day you will be strong enough to teach this class."
Despite my weakness, my perseverence did not go unnoticed. Afterwards, the instructor came up to me and told me that I had done an awesome job sticking w the work out. She was amazed by the example I set by keeping a smile on my face and pushing through a work out my body was not ready for. "You rocked it girl and I wanted to tell the whole class to keep their eyes on you and that smile of yours!" Do you have any idea how encouraging that was? When I felt down on myself for not being able to go as hard as everyone else because of my fitness level, she instead saw an accomplishment...someone who stuck with a very difficult workout DESPITE my fitness level. This is what it is all about. It isn't about being defeated by what we can't do, but instead succeeding in pushing the limits of what we can do. Thank God that it is never, ever too late to become disciplined and good stewards of every gift He has given us.
By the way, the diet my friend is doing isn't called HTC. It is called HCG...whoops. Mistake on my part. Apologies.
