Because of this, my life achievements have been very limited. I’m sure it’s a major contributing factor to my being perpetually single, and why I’ve never been able to get my writing career to take off.
I don’t like change. I hate taking risks.
The fear of failure and rejection paralyzes me.
I’ve been trying to address this shortcoming in baby steps. Well, it’s literally been more like long, awkward strides, but figuratively speaking, I have been taking baby steps.
I’m not quite ready to try my hand at being an extremely confident ladies’ man, nor am I ready to quit my job and throw all my time and effort into writing full time.
What I am willing to do, however, is push my limits when it comes to my new fitness program. I have lost 18 lbs since April 1, and there’s no way I would have made such progress if I had taken the usual slow and steady approach that has long been a staple of my comfort zone.
I usually take my time stepping up my running program, making sure I can run a certain distance in a certain time before increasing how far I will go. I’ve always said I did this to protect myself from injury, but now I realize I was severely limiting myself.
In the past, I’ve been a slave to the stopwatch, but now I’m all about counting steps and earning active minutes on my fitness tracker. So now, I just go out and see how far I can push myself every time I put on my running shoes.
I’ve already done several runs over five miles in the last month, after never doing a five miler at all last year. Miraculously, I haven’t gotten hurt. Life outside the comfort zone isn’t as scary as I imagined!
This morning, I had absolutely no interest in running when I got out of bed. I’d had a long week, my body was sore, and it was pouring rain. Rather than just giving up on my morning activity, however, I convinced myself to do three miles.
The rain picked up substantially before I’d even completed a mile, and I was completely soaked, but I didn’t let it bother me. I just kept thinking about how I wanted to get on the scale tomorrow and discover that I’d lost 20 lbs.
So I kept going. It was only water after all, and I had all weekend to dry off and rest my aching muscles.
Three miles became four and a half before I’d even realized it. I had 10,000 steps on my tracker by the time I went back into The House on the Hill to take a much needed hot shower.
The pushing of limits hasn’t been limited to my running, either. It has also carried over into my diet. I managed to go over a month without having a sweet, unhealthy dessert.
And even when I broke that streak after my coworker surprised me with a chocolate frosty the other day, I enjoyed the treat on my lunch break as I walked laps around the building and collected another 2,000 steps.
I love my sweets, as evidenced by the enormous belly I crafted over the winter. So it’s really been a challenge to leave those behind. I also enjoy snacking during the work day, but I’ve pushed myself to cut back on that severely.
Let’s not forget that life has been stressful over the past month. Comfort zone rules dictate that I turn to comfort foods to help me through difficult times. I’m pushing my limits on that rule, too, and turning to exercise rather than to whoopie pies.
Sure, a four mile run isn’t as delicious as chocolaty goodness, but I’ve come to accept that in the barren wasteland outside of my comfort zone, desserts simply don’t exist. I miss my sweets, but I much prefer seeing the smaller numbers on the scale.
But that’s a little further down the road, Modern Philosophers. Of course, since I’m pushing myself to run further, it only seems logical that I’ll make it down that road much sooner than expected.
For the time being, though, I will enjoy my progress and rest up for tomorrow’s run.
After that last sentence, I thought this blog post was done and that I was finished with my exercise for the day. However, my legs still felt like they had some life in them, so I thought I’d push myself a little further.
I’m just back from a quick walk around the neighborhood and adding another 1,500 steps to my total. I’m now over 23,000 for the day. Never stop pushing those limits!
You might not want to follow me on a run, but how about following me on my blog and on Pinterest? Enjoy all the laughs without the sweat!