Tuesday, December 03, 2013
I've never really understood the whole "you need to get out of your comfort zone" admonition. When someone says that to me, I think, "No, I don't want to do that because I DON'T WANT TO DO THAT."
But yesterday I went to the Y for another "Coaching Connection" session -- and I got pushed right out of my comfort zone. My young , thin trainer Brittanie met me at the door with Aaron. A GUY. A young, thin, good looking GUY. He is being trained as a trainer and was going to accompany us. Oh, great, I thought. This is definitely the Universe's idea of a joke. Talk about being outside my comfort zone. But, I survived. I didn't make eye contact with Aaron while I was struggling to lift the weights. But I survived. And I kind of smiled to myself. Afterall, if there weren't fat middle aged ladies trying to get fit, Brittanie and Aaron wouldn't have a job!
Oh! And I found out that young thin Brittanie is six and a half months pregnant! First of all, she looks like she's 12. And second of all -- the baby bump is smaller than my gut.
Funny, funny, funny.