I recently celebrated a milestone.
As I was walking past Z’s pull-up bar perched on the door to his office, I grabbed on, jumped up, and held myself in a chin-hang….for the first.time.ever.
Now to all of you heavy lifters and cross-fitters this may seem like no big deal. But to me it signified the accomplishment of a task that has been plaguing me since childhood.
Gym Class Memories
(White hat in the center? That’s me.)
I feel as though gym class brings up awkward memories for lots of people. Seeing as how I was a dancer, not an athlete, I was never particularly confident in any type of sporting activity.
Remember those physical fitness tests we were forced to do every year?? Consisting of:
pull-ups/flexed arm hang
This “Presidents Physical Fitness Test” was started back in 1966 and aimed to recognize and award children who scored in the upper 15th percentile in the previous categories.
I was never one of those children. In fact, the physical fitness test was my arch nemesis. I already knew I wasn’t as athletic as my classmates who were on the soccer team. I already knew I wasn’t the slimmest girl in the room. This test put us head to head and engrained those ideas into my mind year after year.
The sit-ups I could get through, the v-sit and reach was a breeze (thanks to six dance classes a week), the shuttle run…was. But then there were the mile run and the pull ups. Neither of them I could do.
Every year I set a goal for myself to finish that mile run in under 10 minutes. Every year I failed. The impact that had on my self-esteem? Not so great.
Then there was the pull-ups or chin hang. My score was non-existent because I couldn’t do it at all. Not even hold myself up there for a single second. Once again, every year I stood in line watching the other girls hold themselves in a chin hang for a few seconds and go on their merry way. Every year I would get up to that bar, grab on and just jump. Every year I would be embarrassed as my pitiful attempts earned me a zero.
This is the reason why a random day here in November of 2013 has become so significant for me.
Even at 29 I still find myself struggling with the same self-esteem issues that my 5th grade self faced. I don’t run as fast as some of the other girls, I don’t lift weights as many days per week, I don’t eat as many vegetables, my skin isn’t as perfect. I remain my own harshest critic…
Despite all of these negative feelings that moment last week when I was holding myself up on that bar I couldn’t help but stop and smile and realize how far I’ve come.
I want to know…
What is something awesome that you’ve accomplished recently?
Celebrate it/ brag about it! Now’s the time!