Do you think I surrendered to Body pump class?
But first, I’d like to thank you for coming back to my website. Before you start reading this article, go to the first one I wrote on this topic, please.
Like I had mentioned in the first blog post about Body pump class, I meant to join the class again and that’s what I did.
So, the second time I went, I grabbed all the weight plates I had described in the first blog post about Body pump. I did not have to walk back later to serve myself with more weight. Sometimes, I lifted 7.5 kg, for other exercises only 5 kg. The instructor quite often announced how much weight she suggested us to lift; take double, only one third of the weight we had lifted earlier, less etc. That helped a lot!
The changing of the weight plates always takes its time, but, on this occasion, I was faster doing that, and this was good.
For me, a devotional instructor is very important for the class, because he or she can attribute so much. I love it when they try to motivate us to lift more weight when we think we can’t no more or also, when they say funny things to spur us on to do it. This one did that, and I will remember her name to join HER class again (weeks later I am not so sure anymore…I remember the location of the gym haha and I think it’s Sophie). I felt comfortable this time, too. Not just because of her, but also because I felt way more secure than last time. As I had presumed, I knew the sequences / the exercises better, even though I wasn’t familiar with all the terminologies, but I will stay positive and I know that I will learn them soon enough. All that it takes to make progress is motivation, focus and especially determination. My affirmation is to get better at anything in life; without putting too much pressure on myself anymore and trying to avoid the thought of perfection.
Looking back on that class once more, I felt great after the hard work out! I can’t even describe it, but the feeling was awesome. The vibe of being powered out. The sensation of strength in all my muscles and the pulsing going through them. It was like being born again. I hadn’t felt like that for a long, long time; maybe for too long. I was overwhelmed by the release of my endorphins; no lying. I was also proud. No one can take away THAT feeling from me. I just felt whole.
So, this was my second experience. As mentioned earlier, I had a third one. Body pump class was noted in my agenda for 7 o’clock in the morning. The day before, I had worked until 11 pm and normally, I am not asleep before 1 pm. You know what it is like: You arrive at home, eat something, because it’s been hours since you last did that, you check Facebook for the latest news, you scroll through Instagram and think about a great picture you could post at that hour, which, of course, everyone should see, because everyone is up late (coughing), you answer all the messages on WhatsApp that had arrived after your dinner break, and so on.
However, my alarm clock was set for 6 am or even some time before. When it rang, I woke up thinking about how crazy I was. I turned the alarm off and rolled over; going back to sleep. That’s what I thought I was going to do at least. No way! My mind had already been set up to join that class the day before and this thought wouldn’t’ vanish that morning anymore. Plus, I thought about the possibility that I wouldn’t be able to fall asleep anymore and THAT would really suck. Imagine! You miss Body pump, because you are too lazy to get up and you think you can’t do it even though you would like to go to that class (if it hadn’t meant getting up at 6 am) and then you stay awake; either because you start on catching energy, you feel embarrassed, have a bad conscience or are even sad for not being gone to that class.
After having read the lines above, you already know how this whole ‘thing’ ended. Yes, I did get up. Yes, I did go on the bus. Yes, I did ride to the gym. Yes, I did crab the entry for the class and, most importantly, I JOINED the class.
It was fun, too. I liked the instructor also. She was young, but very professional and knew her business. She animated us to go slower on the exercises, she stopped the ones who released the squat and other positions before her, she motivated people to lift more weight if they didn’t get tired (with her words) and she pushed us to finish the exercise and to not give up before the last repeats. She was great!
So, I just talked about her as a role model. I kind of rated her. Now, I would like to reflect my behavior during the class. I go hard on myself now. LOL. I liked the work out, but that time I was sure I could have pushed myself more. For once, I started with only 5 kg instead of 7,5kg. I know, it doesn’t sound like it would make a big difference, but believe me, it does. It is not just the weight itself, but also its relation to the number of repeats. However, it was a good realization. Next time, I should know how much weight plates I need to put on the barbell at the very beginning. Lesson learned (hopefully).
During the class, you also do push-ups; with your body weight only (which is enough for me already haha). I did not make a big effort, though. This is bad. Do you know why that was? Any idea? Maybe you have guessed it. If not, no problem. I tell you. I am quite positive that it was my wrong mindset, which, unfortunately, is quite often my weakness. I usually do not do any push-ups at home or in gym. So, I thought that I would either be too weak or that I wouldn’t execute the exercise correctly. I will need to switch to positive thoughts right here, because I know ‘I CAN DO IT!’
There was another exercise (between the push-ups), where I had a similar problem. We had to be on our feet and pushing a weight plate over our head. I started with 5kg, but at some point, switched to 2.5kg, because I thought it got too heavy to do the lifting right. Then, I noticed we didn’t have to do many repeats and that I probably could have finished with the 5kg. You see, it is all about being mindful, getting to know your strengths, learn, stay focused and make progress. It is a long road to go (at any point in life), but finally, no matter how much time it takes you, you will reach the end. Never stop believing in yourself. You can achieve anything in life you want to. Try not to worry about people not giving you the time you need. If they do not support you, leave them; whether it concerns your private life or work. You will make new friends when you are ready. Hopefully, they will be persons whom you can trust; not like most of the population where you must question their messages, actions and intentions. Sorry about being so negative here. Regarding work: Have you thought about all the opportunities you have out there? Yes? Then you know you don’t have to worry.
Sharing my experience, I would like you to motivate to never give up in life. Enjoy the learning progress and improve your personality, your work, your action; step by step. If you think it is about doing sports or not, you have taken the text wrong. If you think it is about getting better at SPORTS, you are closer to the meaning of this blog post, but you still haven’t quite understood, I am afraid.
This text is about devoting yourself to anything in life and to know all the possibilities there are. It shows you that you can learn from bad experience and that one occasion shouldn’t make you think of giving up. Don’t give up just because something gets difficult! Try to endure it; it only makes you stronger. No one is born a master! Not Bill Gates, nor Mark Zuckerberg or Christiano Ronaldo. They all had to start somewhere. They all had to fight for the life they are having now. They all had to stand difficulties. They all had to try again and again.
To conclude with my article, I would like to insert a famous quote by Winston Churchill.
“Success is walking from failure to failure with no loss of enthusiasm.”