Facing a Fitness Fear: Weightlifting + #PropelFit
|June 16, 2014||Posted by Presley under Fitness, Life, Motivation|
The following post is sponsored by FitFluential LLC on behalf of Propel. I was compensated and all opinions are 100% my own.
Lately, thanks in part to Propel, I’ve been really pushing myself to face some fitness fears. First, I tackled the sport of standup paddleboarding. Now, I’m focusing on something a little more broad: weightlifting.
Yup, picking heavy stuff up and putting it back down frightens me. Just kidding. It’s not the actual act of lifting weights that scares me, it’s the pressure I put on myself once I start. Common thoughts that cross my mind: “I look like such an idiot”, “I have no muscles”, and “This is totally humiliating”.
I know that, in general, people are worried about their own workouts in the gym. No one cares what I’m doing, you know? But it still feels super awkward to walk into a crowded gym and get my swole on. <-I couldn’t resist saying that. I just feel out of place, and that’s a feeling I want to shake. Too bad I’m not a toddler anymore. I tried the whole “close your eyes and no one will see you” thing, but it turns out that’s pretty dangerous in the gym.
What better way to tackle your fear than to start facing it head on? That’s exactly what I did. In reality, I went above and beyond because someone actually photographed me doing it. If I can survive that, I can certainly survive lifting alone. I started off my workout with some liquid courage, of course. In addition to providing your body with vitamins and minerals, Propel also inflates your ego. That last fact has not been scientifically proven, but I’m rolling with it.
The first day of lifting at my new gym actually went really well. In my head, I just kept picturing myself as the Hulk and I think that worked out okay. I ended up focusing on legs that day, which is always a little more fun for me.
I did squats on the dumbest machine ever invented. Sorry to whoever invented these contraptions, but I hate them. I need freedom.
I did some leg presses, because I think they are hilarious. If you can do that without feeling awkward, then you are well on your way to total gym domination.
I also did my favorite move: rear leg elevated split squats. Say that ten times fast. I credit these with my inability to walk properly for 48 hours. It was bad. Oh, and this picture is blurry because I’m fast like a ninja.
Even though it was just a quick leg workout, I was exhausted. Propel to the rescue. Berry to be exact. <-My favorite. What’s yours?
So that’s what I’m working on right now. For the next few weeks, I’m going to consistently lift. I’m not going to worry about my tiny baby muscles or whether or not my results will be “enough” at the end. I’m just going to lift because it’s good for me. Isn’t that reason enough?
Question: Do you ever feel self-conscious in the gym? I try to remember that I’m probably not the only one that feels that way. Help me continue to believe that, y’all.