Today on the show we did some working out with pumpkins. There would have been a time, where the thought of working out with anything would have chased me away. But that’s been an area of growth for me.
It’s never a good sign when you are nearly passed out on the floor of the local gym. But that was pretty much the scenario about a year and a half ago. Our trainer, Zach, went and got me a power bar to “revive” me as I laid on the floor with my arms stretched above my head. Sadly, this wasn’t the result of an intense workout. This was the initial fitness evaluation the gym did for new members.
I want to point out that I went into that evaluation not having anything to eat all day long! Which wasn’t smart, but I really can’t use that as the total reason for my pathetic showing. I blame it on being deceptively out of shape. Because I wasn’t overweight, I felt like Zach must have thought I could handle a tough evaluation. Okay, it was probably a normal evaluation and he thought there was no need to go easy on me. Nearly dying on the floor, may have changed his mind.
The fact of the matter, was that in nearly 40 years of life that was the first time I worked out at gym. My form of exercise, save for a period of time when I got into doing sit-ups, consisted of playing basketball with my son and chasing my kids around. I was out of shape, but didn’t necessarily look like it.
I avoided gyms for the reasons many people do …
It’s hard … it’s expensive … I’m intimidated … I won’t know how to do anything … people will stare at me.
Those were just excuses.
And if those excuses sound familiar, it’s because you’ve probably used some or all of them at some point of your life. It might not have been the gym. Maybe it was your relationship with God or going to church.
Sometimes the very thing we need, we avoid. Because we are afraid or intimidated or worry that we won’t know what to do.
The very place I could go to get healthier, was the place I avoided for so long.
As I was laying on the floor feeling like I was going to die or at the very least, die of embarrassment, I remember thinking “there’s no way I want to come back to do this again.” I didn’t die that day. In fact, I’ve continued to go to the gym on a consistent basis ever since.
I’m not sure if there’s something place in your life – whether that’s a physical or spiritual place – that you are avoiding. Just know that you probably won’t die. You’ll get healthier. You may even get a free power bar out of the deal.