“If you are going through hell, keep going.” — Winston Churchill
I sorta felt like I was going through hell as I was doing the workout for week 2. Kyle wasn’t lying when he said each week would be harder. It kills me though that there were a couple of times when I thought, “I don’t know if I can do this.” I mean, sure it was hard, but so what? Do I want to get stronger or not? Do I want to nail a handstand or not? Am I really going to be content with walking around saying, “I tried to do the training for handstand in six weeks but it was too hard.”? Would I really quit? No. I’m not going to quit or put it off until later. I’m the strongest I’ve ever been in my life so there’s really no excuse not to do it now. What’s funny is if I had tried to do this in my 20’s, it would have killed me. But here I am at 56 holding the planks and curls and handstands and living to tell about it.
And it’s not the money I shelled out for the workout that makes me want to persevere. Heaven knows I’ve wasted more money on dumber stuff. It’s me that keeps me going. I can’t even explain to anyone why I want to do this and why I’m so determined to make it happen. I can already do more than the average person when it comes to handstands. I kick up at the wall with little to no effort and can even get a few seconds of hang time with my toes away from the wall. But it’s still not the middle of the room. And I still don’t have that confidence that I can do it anytime anywhere.
I’m sore today. And I’ll confess I have a little bit of dread for when I do it again tomorrow. But I also have a certain amount of pride knowing that I did it yesterday, I survived and will do it again. I even got some hang time during one of the kick-up drills and I wasn’t even trying for hang time. When I started this six week training (which for me is going to be more like eight) I was still thinking, “Maybe I’ll be able to do this at the end.” Now I know I WILL do it at the end. This is so exciting!
