Growing up, I always
struggled with becoming literate in an activity outside of school. School was my thing. I was a good student and
received great scores and I could never really find something that peaked my
interest. My cousins were all star
athletes and I was the star student. Regardless,
my parents enrolled me in an array of extracurricular activities - none of
which I ever really enjoyed. I would
quit one and jump into another. It began
with figure skating, then karate, then softball, soccer, lacrosse. When we
realized I had not a single athletic bone in my body at the time, (and played
the bench far better than the field) I tried piano, then theatre. I enjoyed theatre and excelled, but after
high school the opportunities were scarce and I lost interest. It was not until college however, that I found
something I was truly passion about and for once, completely worth my time.
In fear of the freshmen 15 and in embarrassment of my
couch potato tendencies, I decided I would start exercising. Everyone
laughed. When I first started I had no
idea what I was doing, and did almost all of the exercises entirely
incorrect. I would go on the elliptical
machine for an hour and just observe everyone else’s routines. I researched exercises online and joined a
gym with my Dad. He demonstrated things
I could do and really taught me how to work out effectively, without getting
injured-a tendency of mine. Within a
year I was exercising regularly and maintained my weight. I became bored and decided that I needed a
new goal for myself. I wanted to take this daily routine further.
I changed my eating habits and learned the correct way to
diet with the intentions of fat loss and gaining muscle. I subscribed to
fitness magazines, followed multiple instagram accounts and spent hours on www.bodybuilding.com. I read articles and watched videos and even
“practiced” the exercises at home in my mirror before performing them in the gym. I was extremely self conscious and nervous
about stepping outside of my comfort zone.
In a few months time I was on my way to total transformation. I lost 10 pounds and began to tone my body. I was approached by a personal trainer and
was asked if I ever thought about training in a bodybuilding competition. He
had seen my progress and wanted to take it to the next level.
We spoke about competing and I agreed that it was
something I would try. Although I did
not end up competing, we trained together for months. He taught me exercises that my former self
would never dare to do, how to manipulate my body, what to eat, when to eat,
and the nutrition my body needed. He
told me in the beginning, “This is the hardest thing you will ever do in your
life.” And he was correct! Prepping for
the show was rigorous, tiresome and at times truly miserable. However, seeing
my body transform by my own doing and my discipline was incredibly rewarding. As a client of his I joined his team and being
a part of his team was a wonderful experience.
I was no longer playing the bench and watching my teammates
succeed. We helped each other on the
floor and motivated each other. We
cheered for each other when we were successful and encourage each other on the
bad days. The gym became my second home.
For financial reasons I started to train on my own,
taking what he taught with me in all of my workouts and meals. I do not train
as rigorously as before but I take my workouts seriously. I never thought I would be someone giving
advice to others about dieting and the importance of protein and various
supplements. My friends often ask me to
train them after seeing my transformation and dedication in the gym. I have inspired them to make a change for the
better, and to help rid their couch potato tendencies as well! I have encouraged friends to run 5k’s
together and I have acted as their teammate, which I learned from training.
When I am training in the gym each workout is a new task
and I strive to make each workout better than my last. By doing so I not only
make my body stronger, but my mind grows as well. I increase my motivation and determination
and feel as though the sky is the limit.
I can grow to a point where I can conquer any weight (within reason,
obviously I am not the Hulk). In order
to do so I have had to prioritize my life and meticulously manage my two jobs
and a full time academic schedule. I
look at my training as a journey. There
are days when I walk out feeling defeated.
My body is sore and I am exhausted.
Yet there are days when I walk out feeling triumphant. No matter the emotion I am still progressing
and accomplishing my goal.
As a teacher candidate I am always nervous entering a new
school for practicum and although I will be prepared I am extremely nervous for
my first day in my own classroom. It will be outside of my comfort zone but I
know I will accomplish my goal of success in that environment as I have in the
gym. I know I will have days when my body will probably be sore and I will be
drained and exhausted. But I know I will
also have days when I feel triumphant.
I may not get it right every time but I will bepersistent and remain
consistent even if it is the hardest thing I will ever do in my life, I won’t
give up on my students. I want to be
able to inspire my students to step outside of their comfort zone and pursue
their goals regardless of who may be laughing.
I have learned what it means to be a teammate and truly care for the
success and well being of others from example. I do not want to be the teacher that only cares about academics and dismisses my students when the bell rings. I want to teach my students more than the history, but how to find within themselves the courage to pursue whatever is next for them after high school.
I hope to pass on the notion of being a team leader and teammate to my
students, something I may have never learned if I were still a couch potato!
Friends and I at an outdoor 2 hour Kickboxing event to benefit Meeting Street School!
Hi Amanda. Your dedication to fitness is great. About 6 months ago, I went for a bike ride and the next day my back was ruined. I have always had a desire to exercise more and the problems with my back (which took months to recover) motivated me to do it (as opposed to my bad knee which prevents me from running and only ever served as demotivation). I began weight training a couple months ago and, although I am throwing around what many would consider baby-weight, I am making progress. My back is still not 100% and I am beginning to wonder if it ever will be, but hopefully being more active will help. Other than consuming more protein, I have not yet mustered the willpower to change my diet but I fully intend to soon.
ReplyDeleteAny kind of serious exercise routine definitely takes serious effort and discipline and these are definitely skills you can use in anything you set out to do.
Love the term "teammate to my students". Your discipline in fitness defiantly seems like it will translate into the classroom. Do you think that you would start any after school programs to work with your kids on teaching them on how to stay active?
ReplyDeleteLove the term "teammate to my students". Your discipline in fitness defiantly seems like it will translate into the classroom. Do you think that you would start any after school programs to work with your kids on teaching them on how to stay active?
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