Sometimes it’s difficult.
Repetitions or reps suck. But you have to do them and you have to keep doing them till you start getting somewhere. But they still suck.
Laps suck. Going up and down the same lane over and over again. Swallowing pool water, stinking of chlorine. Why do I keep doing it?
After an hour or so I leave feeling a bit wobbly, a bit achy, but no stronger. Or at least I don’t notice it. That’s the thing about exercise. You really don’t notice any improvement at first or at all for weeks, months, if not years. As you get stronger you get accustomed to your new body and don’t notice any change. But it all takes time.
Sometimes, when I look across at some of the power lifters or the competitive swimmers, or the fast runners I want to try to match them, to get onto their level. Tired of waiting and going through the slow process.
I can maybe keep up with them for a little bit. Match them stroke for stroke, lift heavier, keep pace running but after a bit I falter. I’m not there yet.
I have to remind myself that I should not train to their pace but to my pace. I remember way back when I first started and runners would jog past me as I started walking, not even running, but walking and how frustrating it was. But I knew I wasn’t ready yet. Over time I began to run and I could even pass some slower people but by that time that didn’t even matter at all.
It was the hard work and the commitment that mattered the most.
That’s what I have to remember these days. I need to work out to meet my needs not do the work out that meets the needs of other people. More patience, more hard work, more commitment. That’s the only way that I’m going to achieve anything.
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