I was going to call this "Public Adventures", but then I thought that it might give the wrong impression. LOL
So this weekend past I attended and participated in a Power Lifting event. I've been working out with a friend and he convinced me to compete. Squats, bench press and Dead lifts. You get three chances at each event, you have to follow the (I won't get into all the minutia) form and specifications for each move. But most importantly... you are REQUIRED to wear a form fitting singlet.
Like a wresting singlet. Ladies can wear a t-shirt under.
So... as a large, still have wight to lose woman - this was a very very difficult thing to mentally process. I would be on display in front of MANY people showing my lumps. But, I decided that I would do it - paid the fees and committed myself.
I have to say, that I was probably the most judgey person there. No one else gave a sh*t... was all "LOOKING" at people and comparing and thinking about what I look like compared to them. OMG I'm dysfunctional. People at these events only care about one thing... that you are there. They admire STRONG, they don't see fat. They see body mechanics.
Despite the fear and stress about it... I think that power lifting is going to be great for me mentally. Fat people there are worthy and strong.
Anyway, I was the only woman in my category - open women unequipped. So I won my class (of 1). teehee! but I'm hooked.
My hubby videoed my lifts an I have to say - that I didn't recognize myself. In fact he told me that a couple of times he was scanning the crowd and din't recognize me. LOL! Success!!
Tomorrow is my gallbladder surgery, so I'll be off all week suffering. Weee. 1 month until I can work out again. :)