Habits and patterns.
Those have been the key words during the past few weeks of my journey. Now, I am notorious for starting something with so much enthusiasm, and as my interest wanes, my participation also dwindles. This has been a detriment for many of the workout regimes that I have begun in the past and soon let go of. Reflecting on this habit, with the help of a coach, I was able to understand that if I can’t do something well, almost perfectly, then I tend to distance myself from
it. I also look at the whole picture at once, and become overwhelmed at the enormity of the task.
Knowing this, I was determined to change my patterns this time around. I decided not to look at the end goal that is to be accomplished over the course of the year. But, I take it a day at a time. Every day that I’m at boxing, I commit to coming to the next boxing class. Like this, I have been to all the sessions consistently.
I’ve even worked out at home on the days when there is no class – that can be classified as a miracle. On those days, I wake up and commit to working out for that hour. I don’t think about the next hour or the next day.
It’s a small step each time, that’s adding up towards a change.
During this round of measurements, the numbers on the scale or the tape measure didn’t go down. You may be thinking that this is an odd thing to mention as a success. The reason I speak of it is because of my subsequent reaction.
Usually, when the numbers don’t decrease, I am very self-critical of myself. I blame myself, I fall off the bandwagon thinking what’s the point, and then end up blaming myself even more. However, this time it was different.
I didn’t feel any sadness. I didn’t feel any anger. I didn’t feel any guilt. I didn’t fall off the bandwagon. I didn’t blame myself.
I felt good. I decided that I was going to focus on the positives. I had energy. I didn’t feel bloated as often. I was waking up early in the morning, regularly, to be at the gym.
It didn’t have to be 100% perfect. What I was doing was perfect enough.
So, as the scale and the tape measure got put away, I tied up my laces and was ready to continue with our workout. With a smile and giving it my all.
Next, on my list of habits to tackle…food!