And So It Begins…

One of my favorite things about the last blog I wrote (entitled: “You Know What They Say About Assumptions…”) is that I told you just about nothing about my first workout experience at Fun Intelligent Training. I told you that it was different and unique and shattered my assumptions, but I never told you why. I like to think that this made you curious. Maybe I successfully bated the hook, or maybe you just slammed your computer shut in frustration. (I know, I know… I shouldn’t flatter myself). But, since you’re here now I’ll go ahead and tell you.

In 8 weeks Adam’s brother Matt has lost 18 lbs. while adding significant strength and eliminating back pain!

Like I said before, my gym experience prior to F.I.T. was pretty bland. The funny thing is though, I didn’t know then that it was. I just figured it was exactly as a gym experience should be: long, tedious, boring, somewhat tiring, and more often than not a little embarrassing. I mean, what young guy wants to bench-press a quarter of what the guy next to him is, or be run down on a treadmill and gasping for breath in front of a thousand staring eyes? But this is what I did. Well, I should say that it’s what I did between my semi-annual, falling-off-the-exercise-wagon sessions.

And then my brother told me about F.I.T…. I’ll willingly admit that I wasn’t too sold on the idea of going at first. I didn’t want to try and get my excitement up about another gym; I didn’t want to try some new routine that promised results but only left me sore. After a matter of just a few weeks though, I began to see my brother change. His attitude had only gotten more positive about F.I.T. (if that is even possible), and his body was visibly different.  He was leaner and stronger, and he raved about how he felt better every week and that his chronic back pain was gone. My eyes narrowed in cautious skepticism. He kept telling me to go and I kept coming up with excuses. I was like an excuse factory, coming up with new models that boasted new designs and features daily. You know how companies slap on those stickers that say, “NEW FACE! SAME GREAT PRODUCT!”? Well, I could’ve worn a sticker that said, “NEW FACE! SAME LAME EXCUSE!” I eventually ran out of excuses and stickers though and found myself standing on a black rubber floor feeling slightly nervous but also a little hopeful.

My first Bootcamp experience was accompanied by the presence of about ten or fifteen other people. They seemed excited, a lot like my brother. My second observation about this group was that they were all so different from each other. I mean, there was a wide variety of people in this group. Some were tall, some short, some thin, some not quite as thin, and some looked like they had been doing this longer than others. I was amazed. Never before had I seen a mixed group all seem excited about doing the same thing at the same time, as though they were all on the same page with relatively similar goals in mind. My previous experiences had told me that people in gyms should be like animals in the Sahara: strong ones stuck together and prowled around in their own groups, weak ones found each other and took turns standing guard against predators, and those that were unfortunate enough to not belong to a group just charged around in a sort of manic, lonely way trying to finish their workout as fast as humanly possible. This unified but diverse group that stood around me at F.I.T. took me by surprise, and I found myself thinking that maybe this place really is different.

I had no idea…

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