It happened a couple times today in my training session, and that's ok. One of my goals with training is to be pushed further than I think I can be pushed, so the natural response to that is to resist the push. If someone tells you you can do something that you don't possibly think you can do, you might have a gut reaction of resisting that action. And sometimes I do.
Today during my training session, my trainer stepped it up a notch, or maybe 10, I'm not sure. I had two major moments of self doubt, and here is how I handled them:
1. He sent me through a series of ropes mixed with other activities in mini circuits. The first was "Do battle ropes 25 times, do a medicine ball slam 5 times, repeat 3 times." I gave the medicine ball the side eye, because my initial gut was an internal whine of "OMIGAHRD that sounds hard!" And he caught it, and I know he knew what I was thinking, so he asked "What are you thinking?" And that's when I made the snap decision to re-frame my thinking. I know that I can do this, and he thinks I can do this, and he wouldn't have me do it if I couldn't. Really the great thing about the ropes is that they are on your level. You push yourself to go as fast and as high as YOU can. This is why I love free resistance exercises as opposed to a machine, because you aren't limiting yourself to 12 reps of whatever you put on that machine. You're limiting yourself only to the limitations you are willing to break through. I digress. The point is, when he asked "What are you thinking" I said "I'm going to make that ball my bitch." and I did, well to my personal extent.
2. At the end 55 minutes of working me fairly hard, he says "Do you know what a Tabata is?" Oh yes, I know. 20 seconds on, 10 seconds off working at your 11, as hard as you can possibly work without going any further. So he's going to have me do Tabata rounds for 5 minutes. 5 Minutes people. ON THE ROPES. Now doing 30 seconds of any rope exercise kicks my ass right now, so the thought of doing 5 minutes with 10 second breaks seems impossible. But I said "oooookkkkkk! Let's go!" What I was really thinking is 'This guy is crazy if he thinks I can do this, but I'm not going to say no, and I'm just going to try as hard as I can for as long as I can." I was talking myself into positive thinking. I know that as long as I give it my all, then whatever happens happens. And I gave it my all. Here's a general break out of how it went in my head. I couldn't actually talk or whine, because I was out of breath:
20 seconds: Not to bad, Recover
20 seconds, owwie, how many more times can I do this? Recover
20 seconds, I can't do this for 5 minutes. Recover
20 seconds: 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 18. 19. Shit, did he just say 10? Recover
20 seconds: OMFG Recover: Breathe through your nose.
20 seconds: Each rep is one "1. 1. 1. 1. Just do this rep, and you can do it."
And it kept going for what felt like far too long, like it would never end, until we got to one minute left, and then it really changed.
20 seconds: Only 3 of these left, I can do this. Recover
20 seconds: Only 2 of these left, YOU CAN DO THIS GIRL. This is so small compared to what you've already done: Recover. This is your last recover, breathe through your nose.
20 seconds: Hit it, with all you got, get it done. Recover: I just did that.
I did it. 20 seconds at a time. As hard as I could. I felt like I would never get to the end. Every 20 seconds seemed like the hardest 20 seconds I could possibly physically push myself. And I did it.
I know right now that I'm flying high in this journey. I had a great day after my workout, and I know it's because of how I felt, and how awesome it was for me to accomplish. However, there will come a day, where I'm stuck in the middle, and it seems like this journey will never get to a goal. I will have to re-frame my mindset. I will have to think about that rep, that day, that meal, that plan to exercise, that lack of motivation, and tell myself 'I can do this,' One rep or one step at a time.
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