The obvious strength conversation has been with my best friend Lydia, who has been working out with me at the gym. I've been doing the weightlifting program since May... I think. And it has been amazing to find out what I am capable of doing. Lydia has begun doing the dumb bell classes with me, where she, too, has discovered her own strength. We have both enjoyed watching our bodies transform and become stronger. We get so excited when we see muscle developing and we talk about our favorite trainer, Anthony, all of the time. We love the other trainers, too. We just seem to spend more time with Anthony, and he always pushes us. Some mornings, when I'm feeling overwhelmed by the amount of weight or the amount of reps per set, he will tell me "I believe in you, Nadia, even if you don't believe in you." I like hearing that because it reminds me that a lot of the time we are stronger than we think. And he is always right about how much weight I can handle during the workout! I have had to learn to trust my trainers, but they have also had to learn to trust me in knowing how my body feels.
To think that this was me a year ago! (I'm on the far left)
And now I do this! And it completely blows my mind that I do these things!
But I love it because I feel so badass when I lift the heavy weights... especially doing the hip-thrusts. A few days ago, I hip-thrusted my heaviest weight, which was 295lbs!!! Craziness I tell you!
It is a great feeling to feel physically strong.
I've been thinking about some of the other exercise adventures I've had and one that I loved the most was yoga. I miss it, but don't really have the time for it. Two years ago, Lydia and I went to a yoga retreat where we did some really cool partner yoga.
Strength is an interesting concept to think about. Everyone is strong in some way or another. I've always hated when people tell me that I'll be fine because I'm a strong person. The worst time was a year ago when a person who knew me from high school told me that it was ridiculous that I was depressed when we received news about my dad's tumors. He told me that I have always been such a strong person that I shouldn't allow this to bother me. I think that is when I began to realize that true strength isn't necessarily dealing with problems by yourself, but true strength was allowing yourself to open up to being vulnerable. It takes more strength to reveal the truth than it does to shield yourself.