Tonight I returned to boot camp class. It is a high interval, multi-dimensional, cross training exercise program. I haven’t done the class since June and I was very nervous because I didn’t know if I could do it again. Luckily, I made out great and I think running had a huge part to do with it.
But, like I said, I was nervous. Starting a new routine can be scary because we fear the unknown. The day before class I asked another class alumni to join me because I know she was looking to get back to it. I was so happy to see her walk through the door for the class. She recommitted herself to doing something positive. In that moment, I realized my purpose.
I’ve always wanted a meaning to my life instead of just being ordinary and I think I found it. Through my own experiences of changing my lifestyle and being able to share it in my blog has inspired people. Wow! I inspire people…
Even if I inspire just one person to do one positive thing for themselves is more rewarding to me than any job I’ve ever had. It makes me so happy when I hear that I’ve motivated someone and not because I told them to but just because I shared my story.
I’m not perfect and there are days when I feel bad about myself. There are weekends I stay inside and don’t workout. There are days I go to McDonald’s and get a #2. I’m not Miss Diet and Fitness but those small changes along the way lead to great things.
Changing Liz 