Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Not giving up...

Today is the first day of my spring break and the sun is shining! It snowed about an inch yesterday (which shouldn't ever be allowed in April) but I'm hopeful everything will continue to warm up. Sadly, I don't have a whole lot planned for the week because Allen is still in school and working every night. However, we will probably be going down to St. George for the weekend to visit some of his family down there that I have never met and that will be fun. I'll also be in my classroom planning the last 7 weeks of the year!! I can't believe my first year of teaching is nearly done.

So for the last week I have been doing that workout that many of you have heard of and possibly even done yourself. I've been doing P90X and it is kicking my trash! I do enjoy the workouts though because every day is something different so I don't get bored. I also HATE running. I don't get the endorphins that most people do. And so I would take this over running any day. I'm only a week into with...with 12 more weeks to go and I'm not giving up.

I have this problem. I always give up when something is hard. When I was 6 I was in gymnastics and I decided I would rather play with friends than stick with the gym...so I quit. Then a few years later and I was playing the piano. I was surprisingly good (not to toot my own horn) but didn't want to spend the time practicing. SO after many arguments and fights with my mom, she let me quit, but told me that I would regret it. Oh how right she was. Another year later, I was playing the violin. I quite that too after a year. In high school I decided I wanted to join the swimming team. After the first practice I went home and told my parents I wanted to quit because it was a lot harder than I thought it would be. Here's what they told me, "Haley, there are very few things you have followed through with and finished. We aren't going to let you quit. You decided you wanted to be on the swim team and so you are going to finish out this season. However, if by the end of the season you still want to quit, you don't have to do it next year." I was so angry with them and cried many tears. However, I couldn't thank them enough for making me stick with it. Being on the swim team has given me some of my fondest memories from high school. I swam all 4 years and have never regretted it.

So here I am now, attempting a strenuous and difficult work out program. Because I (and now you) know my track record for quitting...I can overcome that weakness of mine. I won't let myself quit because I know that I can achieve anything I put my mind to. I have to get up at 5 every morning in order to have time to work out before work but it's been easier than I would have thought.