GYM, DO WORK OR GET OUT

No introduction needed...Let's go..

As I sit here in the gym, an hour and forty minutes after it opened, with the first person here today, I am thinking about the last few years of my life and how the gym has shaped me.

Yeah, I know. How weird is it that a place changed me? Well, it has.

I was never a person to do things in a place with people I don't know. I was never a person to go to a place alone. Now, mix the two? You have a recipe for disaster.

But not anymore. I go to the gym often. I 99% of the time go alone. However, I have made friends doing this. I laugh, I joke, I cheer on those around me. Why? Because this is my safe haven. I like it in the gym.

It has taught me that it is okay to be alone. It has taught me that it is okay to push yourself and be your biggest cheerleader. And it has taught me that it is okay to fail.

Let's talk about failure. Leg day. That is everyone's least favorite day. I don't mind it; I hate them all equally. (Hahahahaha.) But leg day is the day where most people do squats and see how much they can do. The one day I did squats at the rack with a guy that I have met in the gym, I started off as a timid person. I was like, "I can do about 80 pounds, that's it." The bar alone weighs 45 pounds. I got up to 125 before I had to quit, and I bet had I started higher, I would have been able to up my weight more than 125. Why? Because I choose to start out weak, and think less of myself.

The point is, is that you need to think better of yourself. If you think you can only do 80 pounds, push yourself and go for 100. I can do 125, so that is where I will start from now on- except for today because I skipped weight lifting for a few weeks.

I was doing these squats with a guy who's name I still don't know.. Afraid to fail or look like an idiot. But did that matter? Nope. Did it matter to him? NOPE! He was there to make sure I was safe, and made sure I pushed myself. Did I fail? You better believe your ass I did.. I was trying to do reps of 5 of 125, and made it to 4 when I couldn't get back up. And you know what? That was okay. It was okay that I couldn't left the weight back up! Because I pushed myself, I tried harder than I ever have before.

So it's simple. Find something you love, and let it shape you. Let it change you for the better..