I have written this blog at least five times.
And that has been my opener, at least five times.
I don't ever know what to say, I will wake up thinking about writing, and planning about what I am going to talk about, and then mom brain. Most of the time I'm either holding a hand while I type, or keeping one from slapping the keyboard while getting yelled at.
Also, would like to add that I have now started to write this 6 times.. but what can ya do?
Okay, so I have struggled with what subjects to talk about, and I think I am just going to hit a few points that have scrambling around in my head.
I am still going strong, CGstrong that is. I have stuck with Camp Gladiator for three months now. It is still the best decision that I have ever made. I have found strength in myself that I didn't know that I had. Being apart of something where everyone is out there kicking ass and trying to be the best version of themselves is extremely inspiring. I am NOT a group activity kind of person, but I have found that being in CG, a group experience is exactly what I needed. The encouragement and motivation is infectious. I have also fallen in absolute love with my trainers and their passion with helping others. It takes an extremely special kind of person to build people up and to keep encouraging others, all with smiles on their faces. I will FOREVER be grateful for finding CG, and if you haven't found it yet, you need to, like yesterday.
I know, super cliché. Get over it.
"You've circled this mountain long enough, now turn north."
- Deuteronomy 2:3
And on that note, I bid you adieu.
And that has been my opener, at least five times.
I don't ever know what to say, I will wake up thinking about writing, and planning about what I am going to talk about, and then mom brain. Most of the time I'm either holding a hand while I type, or keeping one from slapping the keyboard while getting yelled at.
Also, would like to add that I have now started to write this 6 times.. but what can ya do?
Okay, so I have struggled with what subjects to talk about, and I think I am just going to hit a few points that have scrambling around in my head.
I am still going strong, CGstrong that is. I have stuck with Camp Gladiator for three months now. It is still the best decision that I have ever made. I have found strength in myself that I didn't know that I had. Being apart of something where everyone is out there kicking ass and trying to be the best version of themselves is extremely inspiring. I am NOT a group activity kind of person, but I have found that being in CG, a group experience is exactly what I needed. The encouragement and motivation is infectious. I have also fallen in absolute love with my trainers and their passion with helping others. It takes an extremely special kind of person to build people up and to keep encouraging others, all with smiles on their faces. I will FOREVER be grateful for finding CG, and if you haven't found it yet, you need to, like yesterday.
Which leads me to my next topic.
Excuses. Which we all know are like buttholes.... Everyone has them. And I am of course, calling the kettle black. The difference is, being stronger than your excuses at least 85% of the time. I do not want to work out more than half of the time that I go. But, I suck it up, and I do it. I will sit there and rack my brain of which excuse could be good enough to not go, and I haven't found one yet. These past couple of weeks have been hard emotionally, and well as physically due to my 'Stones'. I cried last Wednesday to myself while I was working out, I didn't want to be there. I was weak, tired, and not feeling myself. But, in order to see change, you have to make the change. Do something you have never done before. If I don't work out, the only person it effects is myself. If I don't do a full rep, it effects only myself. A lot of what I love about CG is the accountability it gives you. There are times when you work at your own pace, and then there are times that you work with a team. Most of the time, the teams are built of people you barely know. I find it way harder to let someone down that I don't know than to let someone down that I do know. It pushes you to work harder.
I want to say I have touched on this subject, at least a million times, but why not add one more.
Self sabotage.
As a human being, disappointment is always a fear. Failure is always a fear. And most of the time they go hand in hand.
When you go into things with the mind set that you will fail, YOU WILL FAIL. Expecting to fail, and sabotaging yourself takes the mystery out of succeeding.
Changing my mindset has been one of the hardest things to do. I am not always on board, and I fight with myself daily, more than 12 times a day. I battle with why am I doing this? What is the point? I'm still not where I want to be, and I don't know that I will ever be where I want to be. I am pushing through, trying to keep patience. Frustration is something I struggle with every single day, especially with every workout. I think a lot of what pushes us to fail, at least with me, is that we look at how far we have to go, not at how far we have come. Since high school I have stuck to one quote that I have really held onto.
"Surround yourself with those who only lift you higher."
Pushing yourself is hard. Being self motivating is hard.
Having people who want you to succeed even MORE than you want to succeed is key.
I have been extremely blessed beyond measure to have that, ten fold.
It is so incredibly easy to criticize and over analyze yourself and your faults.
I am lucky enough to have found people who are blind to my faults, and love me because of my imperfections.
I beat myself up daily, but I also have my Mr. Miyagis in the corner slapping me out of it.
All with tough love.
Being 'stuck' especially for a 'long' period of time, SUCKKKKSSSSSSSSSSSS..
Complacency sucks. Settling sucks.
But, the point is, you keep going.
Like you're the damn little engine that could.
Chugga. Chugga. Choo. Choo.
I know, super cliché. Get over it.
"You've circled this mountain long enough, now turn north."
- Deuteronomy 2:3
And on that note, I bid you adieu.
