Since December, I haven't had much motivation to continue going to the gym despite paying for two more months and sticking to eating healthy has been hard. I didn't gain weight, but well... I didn't LOSE any either. I'm 5'3", SW 266lbs CW 214lbs
Around Christmas time, I started a full-time night shift job at a dog daycare and boarding facility. This has made going to the gym more difficult as I struggle heavily with social anxiety, and my usual gym time was around 11PM and my shift runs from 10PM - 6AM. Going after work flares my anxiety; I'm tired, kind of hungry, and it's busy at 6AM, but it's busy in the afternoons and evenings too. I have to bite the bullet and stop making excuses and go.
So how did I lock myself in a dog kennel? We have bigger, wooden kennels with doors that latch on the outside. There is no way to open them from the inside. Part of my job involves cleaning these kennels, and I've been very vigilant while doing so to not allow the door to swing shut behind me while cleaning. Another part of my job is feeding the dogs in the mornings.
Well, luck would have it, I go into one of these kennels in the morning. Inside is a little chihuahua and his Shepherd cross sister. The chihuahua always makes a break for the door, and this time was no exception. Without thinking, I swung that damn door shut behind me to keep him from getting out.
I was told when I started this job that some of the kennels, if you kick hard enough, you can jangle the latch and open the door. This was not one of those kennels. The kennels, however, have 6-7 foot high walls without anything above them, and there was a small wire kennel in this one to feed the two dogs separately. So, I moved this wire kennel, got on top of the flimsy thing praying my weight didn't collapse it, and on the second attempt managed to jump high enough for momentum to pull myself on top of the wall and maneuver my way down without hurting myself.
After I got out I realized: at my heaviest 50 pounds ago, I would not have managed that. Maybe my weight would have collapsed the smaller kennel. I know I wouldn't have had the upper body strength to pull myself on top of the wall. I may have lost my way, but I still made gains. It makes me excited to see what else my body can do if I get back to regular exercise and healthy food.
TL;DR: My dumbass locked myself in a kennel and I parkoured my way out and reminded myself of what I can do.
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