One of the reasons that I love running so much is that it forces me to face my fears. I set goals and I get at thrill out of pushing myself to achieve them. There’s something so human about the simple act of running. Your senses are alive during a good run – you can hear the blood pounding in your ears, you can feel the wind wiping away the sweat dripping down your face, and you see the world pass by at a pace you don’t normally travel at. Your own two feet can take you places you may never see otherwise, physically, mentally and spiritually.
When it comes to running, I think I’m pretty brave. I’ve set big goals. I’ve achieved a lot of them. I’ve failed at a lot of them. Failing is hard. It hurts, but that pain doesn’t last forever. The pain of collapsing just before the finish line at CIM hurt really, really bad. More mentally than physically. But, it’s in the past. I’ve moved on and accepted that as part of my story. I do a fairly decent job of not thinking about what others may say about me and my running – its my story and I know that the person who head over shoudlers cares most about whether I qualify for Boston or not is myself.
There are other areas of my life that I’m not so brave. One of those areas is putting myself out there as a Beachbody Coach. Sales is definitely not my “thing.” At one point, after I left my Big 4 accounting firm job after college, I thought I may want to pursue a job in sales. Soon after I started a job in recruiting – which is basically sales – and I found it extremely uncomfortable. I slowly got more used to the cold calling, but I knew it just wasn’t for me. I ended up quitting that job and traveling through Southeast Asia for four months. Now THAT was more my style!
The thing I did enjoy about recruiting was that I felt like I was helping people. Even though it was the absolute worst time EVER to be a recruiter (2008), the thing that kept me showing up at work was the notion that I could help people find a job, especially those who had been laid off due to the recession.
Helping people is what drove me to get back into Beachbody Coaching. But what comes hand in hand with helping people is selling products. And that’s something I’m really not fully comfortable with, even though I 100% believe in the products and currently use them and have been using them myself for years.
I fear that people will think I’m inauthentic. I fear that people will get annoyed with my social media posts (and honestly, I’m pretty sure there’s no way around this – someone will always be annoyed with anything anyone posts!). I fear that I’ll get rejected. I fear that people will not want to read my blog because they think I’m pushing products. I fear that people will wonder why the heck I’m doing it – do I really need money that bad? These are all thoughts I’ve had before, during and after I signed up as a coach again.
The truth is, I am doing it for a few reasons. I love helping people. If you’ve met me in person (or have been reading my blog for long enough!), I’m constantly encouraging others to get active and join me in activities that promote a healthy lifestyle. I started a wellness committee at my work and organized a company wide 5k. I had a 5k the day after my wedding and invited all my guests to participate (hungover). I am a little crazy! I love spreading the word about health and fitness and it makes me so happy to hear that something I’ve said or done has influenced someone to make a better choice. And yes, I am interested in making some extra money because I took 3 months of unpaid additional maternity leave and I’ve got a child to feed and put through college one day and day care now (potentially more expensive than college!). I also wonder if maybe Beachbody can give me more freedom and flexibility to spend more time with my family in the future.
So, instead of wondering if I’m the crazy fitness fanatic that people block on Facebook, I’m going to embrace it. I’m going to put myself out there even when I feel uncomfortable doing so. For every person who is turned off, I’ll be reaching that many or more people who will be inspired.
So here we go. I’m scared to hit publish. But I’m going to do it.
What are you scared of? What fears have you faced?