Nixon pushing past his comfort zone.
The most dangerous place you can be is the comfort zone.
Paul told us to set the incline to 15%. That’s as far up as the treadmill will go. Then he said to set the speed at 3.5 mph. I, being a smart alec, set it to 4.3 mph. And then I kept nearly flying off the back of the treadmill. Now, you have to understand, we weren’t suppose to touch the rail. But I had to pull myself forward a couple of times in the seven minutes we did the incline. I probably bit off more than I could chew.
I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Sometimes the only way you can improve is to bite off more than you can chew. You have to get out of your comfort zone. You have to push past what you think what you can do. You’ll never get better otherwise.
We did ladders. I suck at ladders. I am uncoordinated and slow. But I pushed as hard as I could. By the end of 12 weeks, I will not be uncoordinated and slow.
We hopped over the line and on one foot. My calves started to cramp. I pushed on. Why? I wanted to strengthen the muscles around my knees.
My legs are tired. My body is tired. My spirit is tired. But I made progress today. It’s one more step out of my comfort zone and toward the next level.