I used to go to the gym regularly to keep in shape. I would go to the Les Mills classes they have at my local 24 Hour Fitness because there is enough cardio and weight work to keep me fit. I don't need to bulk up. I just need something to prevent me from being so sedentary and keep my metabolism in check. After all, I am over 40.
When I started, I loved the teacher of the class so much that I "friended" her on Facebook. She is very motivational, positive, and brings with her the authenticity of her own success story. On Facebook she is very active posting inspirational memes and tagging people who come to her classes.
Then I got sick. Just before the new year I somehow caught this upper-respiratory-congestion-mucus-cough nastiness that just would not go away. That, combined with the prospect of fighting "resolution warriors" at the gym, kept me from going to class. I was sick for a full month. It was miserable. When I got better, the routine of sleeping in beat out the call of the gym.
And then the pressure began. Lisa, the instructor, began tagging me every Wednesday morning. "Missed you in class." "Miss seeing my regulars..." "I can't wait til you return." "I know I'll see you soon."
It's amazing what the power of pressure and public shaming can accomplish. She was never mean. She never criticized and always assumed the positive stance. She just made it perfectly clear that I was expected to be there and she knew I would return.
I went back this morning. Thanks for the encouragement, Lisa!
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