You might think I’m talking about some fellow worthy of a romance novel cover but I’m actually talking about my own.
We had a guest speaker in one of my classes this week that said something that has really stuck with me. She said before setting out to try something new ask yourself, “What does success look like?”. She was referring more to how one might evaluate the success of a strategic event plan but to me it meant so much more.
I realized then that my dreams were just my own personal manifestation of what success looks like. Now when I ask myself, “What does success look like?”, I know. Success looks like Jamie Eason, Emily Stirling, Lauren Fazio and Julie Bonnett to name just a few of the beautiful, successful, women I have seen strut their stuff on the stages of fitness competitions.
Realistically I know that being at that level is a lofty goal to achieve (not impossible – nothing is impossible) but I would be happy to have a sliver of what they have. It’s not a matter of wanting to be someone I’m not, it’s being inspired by others. You need someone there, even if you don’t know them, to keep you going when all you want to do is quit.
I’ve weight trained for years and although I have been serious about it I’ve always sort of stayed within my comfort zone, never being bold enough to really jump into the unknown. The past little while though I realized I’m ready and I’ve undertaken some huge changes to my weight routine. I feel strong and empowered and ready to take on the world. Now I’m just patiently waiting for my body to start showing me the fruits of my labour. I am not all that patient but I will try to hang on and do one more rep even though it burns because four weeks down the road I might finally get to see the outcome.
Until then, I guess I’ll just keep dreaming of my own success.