Recovery and FEAR

I am feeling so much better than this morning! I am seriously praying that was just a little bug that is finally out of my system.

I felt so much better, I got in a little workout. I HAD to get my sweat on! I was resting so much this morning, that I felt like a slug. As soon as I realized I wasn't running to the bathroom after dinner (salad, if you are interested), I decided to give it a try. Success!

Tomorrow is another Tuff Girl workout. It's not, however, a normal Tuff Girl workout. We are meeting at the local High school and we are doing a running/stairs/insanity workout.

I almost opted out of the class.

I don't know why this workout has me so scared. No, not true, I know why. I am scared I am going to trip on the stairs. That I won't be able to run them. That I'm going to be too weak to get it done the way it needs to be done. I am afraid.

But that's exactly why I need to go do it.

You don't get anywhere by allowing fear to stop you from doing something. You don't grow or learn or succeed if you let fear dictate your life.

If I let fear dictate me, I would still be 365 lbs. Probably bigger. I was afraid of surgery. I was afraid of not eating for comfort anymore. I was afraid of it all. I was afraid when I first walked into Bodyology. I was afraid when I saw the weights, and TRX, and Rouge boxes. But I just didn't let it stop me from going for it.

You just can't let it stop you.

So, tomorrow, probably shaking in my shoes, I will go to the track. I will give it everything I have, plus a lkttle more, and in the end, that's all I can ask of myself. That's all anyone can ask of themselves.

So, what are you afraid of?

Now, what are you going to do about it?