Yesterday I went to the gym, the personal trainer weighed me and measured me up. Personal trainer asked me a few things and my goals. While the personal trainer was talking my anxiety was kicking in, then she asked me to change into my gym clothes… by now I was going to leave but then a man and a lady came into the gym, the man was in a wheelchair so I thought to myself he coming to watch his friend then I notice the man got up out of his wheelchair with help from the lady and a personal trainer, he walked slowly over to the exercise bike and slowly got on and started. I was in shock, it hit hard, I should not chicken out. This man can’t walk and he’s still going to the gym, I can walk and I was going to chicken out, so I went to the bathroom and got changed into my gym clothes.
My personal trainer walks over to me and told me to get on the exercise bike for 15 minutes, half way through my legs got really tired but I kept going after 15 minute the personal trainer let me have a 1 minute break, she ask me to get on the treadmill for 15 minutes, I got on and she asked me to put it up to 4.4 and not hang on, I thought I couldn’t do this at 13 minutes she asked me if I needed to stop I said no, I got to 15 minutes she asked me if I could go to 20 minutes I kept going and stopped at 21 minutes. Trainer was proud of me.
I’m proud of myself for many reasons and I’m grateful for the man who came in with a wheelchair.
I’m going back to the gym on Monday. My aim is 3 times a week.
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