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Like most people, I have my moments of self-consciousness. Though, until the other evening, I thought I had grown up enough that public embarrassment wasn’t too painful anymore.
Remember high school? *shudder*
Anyway, as I was saying, I’d considered myself to be fairly level-headed, mostly composed.
Then, the other evening, my trainer at the gym had me drape myself face-down on the work out ball.
Even now, all I can do is close my eyes and shake my head.
The exercise was simple: work the glutes and thighs by extending the legs out and up while keeping the abs tight and balancing on the ball.
Oh. Sure. No problem.
On the one hand, I was able to do this exercise without injuring myself. On the other hand, my dignity took a beating. One thing I’m thankful for? At least I was tucked away in the far corner, mostly hidden by a machine.
I’ve been working with my trainer for several weeks now, and I didn’t realize until the other night just how far out of my comfort zone she has pushed me. What I was able to laugh and joke about then would’ve had me berating myself endlessly just months before.
So even though she’s a torture-hungry whip cracker, I’ve gotta say, I really dig that chick.
So talk to me. What has pushed you out of your comfort zone lately? Any embarrassing stories you’d like to share? How do you deal with your self-consciousness?