My triumph this week was that I completed three straight weeks of working out with my husband five mornings a week. We're using the Biggest Loser game for the Wii. I love it - if you can love sweating and hurting and being out of breath and heart racing. ;-)
My triumph wasn't so much that I completed the three weeks of working out (though that's noteworthy in and of itself), but that on day 22 of the three weeks, I not only felt great after the workout (which still kicks my butt), but I elected to continue and try more routines. I did an extra hour of yoga exercises on the Wii.
And I tried poses that I never thought I'd be able to do. Like this one: reach behind you, grab your foot, and pull it up behind you toward the ceiling as you lean forward and reach ahead of you with your other arm. Do all of this while balancing yourself on one foot. And hold it. For, like, an hour (or maybe just for 30 seconds). This pose looked incredibly daunting. I had a fleeting moment of "no way!". But then I tried it. And I failed. Then I tried it again. And I failed again. But then I tried it a third time. And I did it. I DID IT!
And this was the same story with a dozen other poses. I tried, and on some, I failed, but kept trying. And eventually I did them. All of them!
I have not ever, in my entire life, felt like an athlete. I have never felt confident that my body would perform what I perceived to be "difficult" things. But on this day, I felt proud of myself and I felt awesome. It took three hard weeks before I got to this point. A small, short investment in the grand scheme of life. And the feeling I felt after those three weeks, well, it was worth every moment of pain, fatigue and sweat.
And that, my friends, is my very Happy Tuesday story this week. :-)
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