I seem to spend A LOT of my time at our local gym. I tried working out by myself on the gym equipment, but oh. my. god. it was soooo boring! Slowly I started adding a class every so often and now I only do classes and no gym time. I'm at the gym 5 days a week...5 days, sometimes 2 classes back to back...I've turned into a bloody regular...yet I'm nowhere near being accepted into the Elite Clique!
You know the group...front row of EVERY class, best friends with the instructors, with their funny "in" jokes and phases, they huddle together before every class in their super slick outfits and super slick bodies...blughh!
Not so long ago I would slink into to the back row of the class, go through the motions of throwing myself around until I felt sick and then stumble out feeling de-motivated and unfit...until one day someone else looking hot, sweaty and bloody knackered, smiled at me and asked me what I thought of the class...I made a gym friend...and then another one, and another.
I'll be honest, I don't really even know what their names are, where they live or what they do. What I do know is how hard being healthy is for each of us, how we all need support and encouragement and how slowly, slowly our energy levels are rising and our body shapes are changing.
Most of us have moved up from the back row to the middle row, there are now new people scared and un-coordinated on the back row. But every class I make sure I turn around and smile, or make a comment about how the instructor is trying to kill us all.
You can keep your perfect front row clique, who have forgotten what it's like to feel like you. just. can't. keep. going...I don't aspire to be you. I'm happy with my middle row!