- A good friend of mine was recently diagnosed with breast cancer. I won’t mention her name here as she wants to keep her struggle private, but I think of her when I’m most tired and worn out. My latest workout gear includes a white hat with the pink ribbon loop for breast cancer.
- Pam started working out at the gym two or three months after me. She hadn’t been active for months because of an injury. She slowly worked her way up (faster than I did, as a matter of fact!) to 3-4 intense workouts a week, including cycle and step classes. Then one day she came to class and seemed a little down. I asked her what was wrong and she told me her husband, who is currently serving in Afghanistan, would be staying overseas longer than originally planned. She said she almost didn’t come to class and wasn’t sure she’d stay. That’s when I told her I didn’t just cycle for my health, but for my head. It allows me to forget about things for an hour. She was exactly where she needed to be that day. I think Pam might spend more time at the gym now than I do. She looks fantastic and it’s been amazing to watch her transformation.
- Bernie is in his early 60′s, but he’s in better shape than most people twenty years his junior. When everyone in cycle class is at “threshold,” which is about 8 on a scale of 1-10, Bernie is on 11. No joke. This guy doesn’t back down when he hits that brick wall we all experience about 40 minutes into class. He pushes through every single time. Once, when I was a cycle “newbie” and my trainer James couldn’t stay for class, he asked Bernie to keep an eye on me. I was taken aback when Bernie not only said yes, but wheeled his bike up right next to mine. He encouraged me when it got tough and didn’t let me quit. There is a reason this guy is City Manager. Hopefully when he retires on Dec. 31, he won’t retire from the gym.
- Kathy is my absolute dearest friend. She and I have known each other since we were two years old. Our fathers both worked for the Federal Aviation Adminstration. We lived around the corner from each other in Oklahoma in the early 70s. We lived a couple of blocks away in Peachtree City in the early 80s. While our lives constantly changed from year to year, state to state, one thing that remained constant was our friendship. Kathy has had her ups and downs with weight – from being teeny tiny to a little on the voluptuous side. Ten years ago she ran a marathon. Then over the past couple of years she had some health issues crop up and fell off the wagon – it’s easy to do. What’s not so easy is to make a comeback, which she has done in a big way. Kathy ran a half marathon (13.1 miles) last month! She is awesome – both inside and out! (By the way, Kathy turns 40 in March too.) Love you, Kath!
These are the things I hold onto when the going gets tough. I also think about my Dad who always said, “When the going gets tough, it’s just about right for me.”