On Friday evening I set my alarm for 3am and went to bed. I woke up several times during the night and kept glancing at my bedside clock, eleven fifteen….one thirty…and then at last it was show time! I had been praying about this day ever since I decided to enter my novice fitness competition and start my training six months ago. I try to make the most out of every day and always find something to celebrate. Yet certain days hold unique significance or mark the beginning or end of a journey and 12 April 2014 was one of those days. I am not going to give a detailed account of the competition, but instead will use extracts from the experience over the next few weeks, to illustrate lessons I have learnt. However, I am humbled to share that in a line-up of twenty incredible woman, I was chosen as one of the top six finalists and achieved fourth position overall.
The sense of accomplishment was profound. I didn’t win or finish in the top three, but that didn’t matter. In my mind I had won because I had achieved my goal and that was worth celebrating! I have learnt that my body is capable of more than I thought it could handle. Pushing yourself to the limit physically and mentally is an acquired skill that develops with time and patience. It also takes self-confidence and boldness and during this process I have learned the joy of testing my boundaries.
Since the competition, I have received many compliments and messages congratulating me. As lovely as it has been, it is also very overwhelming and I have struggled processing it all. I battle to believe the generous words and feel I don’t deserve such praise. A friend told me that my failure to fully receive and embrace this, actually drains the joy out of the experience for the other person, who wants to bless me and share in the excitement. I am working on accepting others’ kindness graciously, as I know the resistance to do so, stems from my own deep-seated insecurity. Our free will is stronger than our feelings, so even though I am naturally shy and tend to be insecure, I didn’t let that stop me from going forward with this dream. I decided to walk out boldly on that stage, despite being afraid! Your will, like a muscle, becomes weak if it is not exercised, so I am planning on using mine more often and choosing to walk boldly through life from now on.
To all my amazing supporters, I genuinely appreciate your love and enthusiasm and am grateful for your encouragement and faith in me, as we’ve shared this remarkable journey. Thank you again!