The last several days have been great in some ways and not so great in other ways, but today I’d like to talk about a silver lining. Last week during one of my interviews, I spent some time working out at the fancy gym that I’ve referred to in past posts. The gym, which is actually called Peak Performance, is the nicest gym in the area, and several months ago I had to make a decision about whether I’d join that gym or not.
Ultimately, I knew that I couldn’t because it didn’t make financial sense I’m gone too much, but since then I’ve paid for a day pass on several occasions because I’m obsessed with the ladder. If you read my blog or follow me on twitter then you’re probably already keenly aware of my love for this machine.
Anyway, when we were trying to settle on a location for one of my interviews, I told the (charming and utterly handsome) reporter that I’d love to do the interview at my favorite gym! And the folks at Peak were happy to oblige. They were so gracious. I walked in expecting to do an interview, maybe use the ladder then move on with life, but what happened instead was pretty fantastic.
I walked into that gym and made friends with people who understood my struggles and my goals before I even explained them. They welcomed me and accepted me just as I am, and they pushed me to test my own limits. (This happened over the course of about 24 hours. How cool is that?!)
When you’re my size (or any size really) walking into a gym can be intimidating to say the least. I do it, and if you know me, you know that it hasn’t always been lovely. I go to different gyms more often than the average person because it seems that I travel more than the average person. But to walk in and feel welcome and accepted? That doesn’t happen very often. In fact, I’ve only had that experience in one other place, Richard Simmons’ studio in Beverly Hills.
Sunday afternoon I walked into Peak to talk with the owners about a few cool things that are happening, and approximately 3.5 hours later I left…sweating to the core. My long time friend, M, was there with two of my new, super cool friends L and D. They invited me to do a little circuit training with them, and they forced me to believe in myself even when I was unsure. (These girls are tough, man…)
After a few circuits featuring the ladder, the rope, the bosu ball, the arc trainer, the vertical wall and crab walks Meg suggested that I try a plank. My immediate response was “Oh, I can’t plank yet. I’ve tried it a million times.” She said ” Yes you can…Try it a million and one times. Just try.” I tried and O-M-G I did it. I didn’t just do a plank, I did lots of planks! Suddenly I realized that I could do it so I tried doing it over and over, holding the pose longer each time until I was up to 12.8 seconds.
While a plank may not seem like a big deal to some, it was a dream come true for me. And now I can check one more thing off of the list of “Things Kenlie Wants To Accomplish” even though I plan to get much stronger and fitter.
When I started my journey I exercised because I had to; now I do it because I love it. I love how working out makes me feel. My body craves it, and my heart loves it.
The good news is that I’m heading back to the gym today because one of the owners has offered to show me a thing or two, and based on what I’ve heard about her workouts I’m a little scared (in a good way.)
When I’m at Peak, I leave everything else outside and crave long, heart-pounding, sweat-inducing workouts, and that’s exactly what I need today.