I was working out with my trainer (I love saying that, it sounds so cool) this morning and I was thinking about the chapter in my book (Live Well Over 60) about heroes. I looked around me and realised that I am constantly surrounded by heroes. All around me there are people living their lives and helping other people. My postmaster comes to mind. Every morning he is there sorting the mail, chatting to people and making their lives easier. My trainer this morning comes to mind. Kallum trains lots of people but has the knack of making you feel that it was you he was looking forward to seeing. He has the knack of making me feel like I am the one who is the hero. He encourages, supports and challenges me, he tells me my efforts are awesome - which they most decidedly are not compared to most - and he modifies exercises when he sees they are just too much. He doesn't let me get away with anything too, because some mornings I go into the gym and I am really not in the mood to work hard. Five minutes with him (or with the other trainers Blake and Benjamin) and my mood has lifted enormously and I can concentrate on lifting that weight one more time, or doing push-ups on my toes and other moves that I couldn't even have contemplated two years ago.
I have another hero who is there every time I go and is probably there when I am not. She is a few years older than me, is also doing the 12 week challenge and she works out very hard on her own. She is my hero because I am constitutionally unable to work out alone. If I am left to my own devices in a gym, I slow down, I start to think of other things such as my first client of the day, I dream, I do nothing and I leave early. I just can't focus on exercising. I don't know why.
But my friend gets her card, works through all her exercises and doesn't ever complain. She also takes time to notice what I am doing and cheers me on. She is amazingly kind and supportive. She keeps me going and also keeps me committed to going to the boot camp classes. On Wednesday I didn't go and she was the one I thought about. I was letting her down as well as me.