Today I'm going to blog about a yesterday. Three yesterday's ago, or if I'm being even more accurate, more like nearly 365 yesterday's ago. On a yummy, sunny Saturday in the cotswolds, I visited my fabulous parents in law to discover that the paddock where we held our wedding reception has erupted in a cacophony of daisies. Do you think it possible that those flowers all vying for attention, could have soaked up all our happiness on that day, and chosen that spot to grow for that very reason? Interestingly, not a single Daisy is growing anywhere else.
And that brings me in a roundabout fashion to the point of this post. We are all like those Daisies when it comes to exercise, we all want to grow where the happiness is. If we're going to attend a class, yes it's because we want to get fit, but what is the pull that keeps us coming back? Surely, it's down to the atmosphere, the music, the people, the instructor? I have always felt as I stand up front and teach that it is my job, my responsibility to make people enjoy (within reason) the exercise they are doing. From my perspective, I am watching a group of people improve themselves both physically and mentally and I want to pass this positive energy on to them, I want them to feel good about themselves, and I want them to feel proud.
This extends too, when teaching private sessions, and as this tends to be where the progress happens fastest, I try and log it as best as I can through haphazardly taken photos and hyperlapse videos. I want you all to be the Daisies in which ever way you choose to exercise. Yes, I realise I'm being hopelessly romantic to assume we all wake up longing to pull on our gym kit; I mean let's have a little perspective here, when it's pouring with rain, your gym kit is on day two (you know exactly what I mean), and your wearing odd socks turned inside out, you're tired, you stayed up far too late watching the last episode of something or other, well then, frankly, the gym, your favourite class, no matter how cheery the instructor is, can DO ONE! But.... Somewhere deep within your consciousness the imprint of a previous workout, the pleasure you felt afterwards, and the sense of achievement, drags you there. Again, like the Daisies you can sense that doing that class etc. is the best place for you to be, and once over you're going to feel like a saint.
Now, find a class, find an instructor, find a private session, whatever, find that something that keeps you going and in the meantime I'm going to shut up about those Daisies.