
"In 40 years I'll think back to when I could sprint and wish I had enjoyed it more"
Man oh man am I a pain in the ass sometimes when I’m working out with my trainer. I often have to remind myself I’m paying her for the torture I’m enduring. There’s a point in my workout when my mind becomes my biggest enemy and I just want to quit. This looks/sounds like – groaning, crazy faces, sly glances at the clock to see how much time I have left, really slow transition from one exercise to another, bringing up exciting news to stall the next set of reps…
The other day I decided to shift out of this. I was running sprints on the treadmill, wishing it was all over, wondering why it’s always gotta be so hard (sometimes I forget that trainers make workouts harder as you get stronger, I’m dumb like that) and decided to put an end to my self-induced misery.
So this is what I did. I made a choice to shift how I was looking at things.
I started thinking about how AMAZING it was that I could run as fast as I was running. I thought about how in 40 years when I’m 72 I’ll think back to the days when I could sprint and wish that I had enjoyed it more. I thought about how proud I should be for caring enough to work this bod of mine as much as I do. And I raaaaaan. I was tall, I was strong and I had a smile on my face. I was grateful.
When I hopped off of that treadmill sweaty and feeling like a million bucks, an older woman on the bike behind me said “Wow, that was incredible. Good work!” And I agreed.
One small victory friends, but big impact. Sometimes it just kills me to realize how much power I have over myself.
-Chloe
Chloe is Head of Leadership development at lululemon. She's passionate about people taking on life and making choices in line with their goals. Read more from her and leave a comment on her blog here.

