Can. Will. Doing it.

“Can. Will. Doing it.”

Testimonial Post from WAYfit client Staci


“Not only am I now actually in good shape, but my clothes fit better, I have more energy, and I feel more confident than ever that I can handle whatever is coming my way.”

It is on a track in my head….my mental record player. Lately when I bop around town it’s playing ‘blurred lines’, but in my WAYfit workouts I can’t even hear actual music coming from the iPod speakers. I’m so deep in thought convincing myself I can do this. I can do one more burpee/jump squat/skater/roll-jump sequence, and after that I can for sure run a half mile at 7.5. No problem! The best part about it: I actually believe it now….

But let me tell you, for a while there it wasn’t pretty. I had barely heard of a burpee much less done multiple sets, when on a sunny March morning Rachel suggested we do a beach workout in Belize on our vacation. Fun! I envisioned all four of us girls in our cute workout outfits, sunglasses on, a sharing stories type of workout. You ‘work out’ so you get guilt-free unlimited margaritas. You earn a bead of sweat or two, get a bit of sun, and you call it a workout — quick showers, bikinis, and we’d on beach chairs by 10:00, flags up for margaritas by 11:00.

I’m actually thankful I had no idea how coach Rachel operated at that point, because there is no way in HELL I would have signed up for what was about to go down. Today, however, I have never been more thankful that I agreed to let Rachel write us a workout. After all, she was finishing her training program and in amazing shape herself. This would be great, right?

Well, I laugh thinking back to that morning. “50 burpees…….” 25 of whatever else, blah blah. Rachel continued down a sequence of exercises and all I could think was this will be easy. Famous last….thought! “We will end with a sprint down the pier and we’ll be done,” she said energetically. In that very moment, standing in the sand wearing bright yellow sneakers, I knew I was a bit out of shape, but I didn’t think it was THAT BAD. Running and hot yoga were my go-to routine, and although I’d been slacking over the winter, I was still thin. I have always, or so I’d thought, been ‘in shape’. Let me tell you, we got started – and there were no stories being shared. No sweat spared. No spare air! I was immediately dying, and all of the sudden I realized not only was I not in shape at that moment–I don’t think I’ve ever been in that type of shape!

Unfortunately, at that time, my mental record player was not playing the right things (“I want to kill whoever invented burpees”) – so thankfully, rather than continuing on her own workout, sweet coach Rachel – an amazing coach even before her official certification – was all over me. “Yes.You.Can.” nodding at me so confidently, squatting down next to me, telling me over and over again I’m WAY stronger than I think I am. I can go faster than I think. I CAN do one more tricep dip. Yes, I can….she knows I can.

 “Look at me,” she’d say, “just five more, let’s break the first three down.”

I would keep moving partly because she was telling me to do it, but also partly because there is something so encouraging about her. She is an amazing balance between encouraging and tough. I know she thinks I can do it, and so I really want to try. This morning, for instance (mind you, it’s now mid-July) even after months of WAYfit, she wrote a workout so amazing that I nearly threw up. Gross, I know, but I seriously gagged while taking a ’10 second beat’ as we say. Half proud, half concerned, Rachel piped up, “Are you serious?” she asked. “Yes!” I said laughing, as I walked outside the gym to get a breath of fresh air.

After we were finished (I may or may not have been laying down on the treadmill), she made sure I was ok, then jokingly promised to make the next one just as ‘good.’ This started a conversation about the amazing value of training with her, and she said in so many words that it’s never going to become easy; that I will become better, faster, stronger. She will continue to make sure I can take more physically and mentally, and that she’s so proud when I “bring it” to every session. I feel the same way about her, and boy does she bring it. There were 3 of us in the semi-private session this morning, and somehow we were all pushing ourselves beyond our max but within our personal limits. She knows that Hayley despises burpees and jump overs, so she is right there encouraging her to keep doing them. She knows I’m terrified of getting big arms, so she lets me do less arms and shoulders and subs in more back work. She knows Meredith is recovering from a knee injury so she modifies some exercises for her. She seems to find ways to make us all feel good enough about our performance at any point in the workout, but then just when you think you can coast for a bit, she’s right there making sure you know you can do WAY more.

These days, as I prepare for my next death sentence, I mean workout, I kind of look forward to it. It sounds like I’m sick in the head, but that quote “The pain I endured somehow became the pleasure I constantly crave” has never been more appropriate. Not only am I now actually in good shape, but my clothes fit better, I have more energy, and I feel more confident than ever that I can handle whatever is coming my way. I’ve always been an optimist, but when I found myself teasing Meredith this morning “Come on, Mer, this isn’t supposed to be WAYeasy” I realized I’ve arrived. If I’m willing to work so hard at this, I’m pretty sure I can accomplish anything. I’m WAYsure. (For the record, Mer smoked me in the workout so I still have some work to do…)

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