This is my first post of 2015, and I’ll start out by wishing you all a very Happy New Year! I hope you have sufficiently recovered from all the year-end/new year festivities. If you’re like me, you were more than ready to get back to normal, everyday life.
My new year started off okay–not bad, not great, just okay. But a few days into it, everything kicked into high gear, and believe it or not, it all started with a compliment I received waaaay back in 2011. If you were reading this blog back then, you were here for it, but unless your memory is 1000 times better than mine, you won’t remember it. I hadn’t even thought about it in years.
Short version: A very nice man at my then-gym introduced himself as a personal trainer and suggested I might benefit from working with him. Having recently finished working with trainers for over a year, I felt comfortable on my own and said so. He was great with that–not pushy at all–and we continued our respective workouts.
As I was working my way through my second circuit, the same nice man came up to me and gave me one of the best compliments I’d ever received:
“Save your money; you don’t need a trainer. You’re definitely above average.“
I get shivers even now just thinking about it. (Yes, I am a gym nerd.)
Fast forward four years. Over the weekend, a new friend from my Facebook resale group asked if she could post an ad for her husband’s business and included a copy of the ad. You probably guessed that the ad was for that guy from the gym It turns out he’s her husband! Small world, isn’t it?
While we were OMG-ing back and forth, I remembered The Compliment and that I’d blogged about it, so I tracked down the entry. As I read it, that same sense of pride and awe that I’d felt back then washed over me. I wasn’t kidding when I said that I considered being labeled “above average” by a trainer to be quite the accomplishment. Just a few short years before, I’d been a complete couch surfer who couldn’t even do a single push-up.
Rereading that post was a happy memory, one that carried over into that afternoon’s workout. As I approached each exercise, that “above average” memory floated through my mind and I either increased the planned weight or the number of reps or both. I’ve been having good workouts–average, you might say–but I’m “above average” and it’s time I acted like it. And I did.
Funny, in a wonderful way, how one little compliment from four years ago has resurfaced to inspire and motivate me today. There’s a lesson in that, for the gym and beyond.
Have you ever had a compliment from the past resurface to inspire you again?