I was a little perturbed on Monday after talking with my trainer. Russell wanted me to train with Alan on Monday -- and I did. Was I happy??? No. I was upset. I signed on for more sessions because I wanted to see results. And for me, consistency = results. Switching trainers midstream seemed counterproductive to me. But. I trained with Alan again today, and it went pretty well (Monday did too, but I couldn't see past my "mad" to realize it.)
I'm a loner, and I'm ok with that. But that part of me makes it difficult to accept a change, but I am going to turn it into a positive thing - because I need to change my ways and be a little more social, get out of my shell more often. And I'm thinking about Alan's way of training, and maybe that's a good thing for me. He's more into the focus of core and making each move count. He also knows a lot of yoga moves, and those are sometimes incorporated into the workout. After today's session, I even braved the elliptical for another half mile before leaving the gym :)
Within all this little bit of turmoil for me, it brought it home to me even more that I truly am a loner. I've sort of dug that little niche for myself, and that's OK. Most of the time. But when I need support, an ear, some venting -- there isn't anyone in my life I can count on in a real way. Sure, I have friendly acquaintances and a gal pal I hang with at work for breaks and lunches. But I'm always 'the strong one' - the one people come to for an ear or advice.
But I liked a song I heard on the way home by P!nk ...
(It's from her song Give Me a Reason)
And its true.
I'm not broken, maybe just a little bent.
Things always get better.
Always.
If you're willing to work at it.
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