I’m about to spend the next few days in London for a Fitness Instructor course and I’m a little nervous, I’ve tried to prepare as much as I can, now all I have to do is pass the exam and learn more during the course itself.
I’m doubting my abilities a little, mainly because it’s something that’s really important to me, to progress – I’m out of my comfort zone and I like that in a way because if I manage to get through this then I’ve grown!
But what if I fail?
That’s the massive shadow I can feel behind me, granted it won’t be the end of the world if I was to fail but I don’t like to fall on my face in a puddle of failure and I’d feel like those that believed in me would’ve been let down too!
But the only person that’s holding me accountable is myself and I think that’s good because that way I’m not just resting on a cloud of confidence (oh that’s poetic! *writes down for potential future poetic use*) and actually I’m using my energy to absorb the information given.
One thing is for sure that by the end of the week I’m going to be exhausted mentally and possibly physically too, but I’m going to make sure I have a way to unwind and replenish my supplies over the coming weekend before heading back out of Cambridge again!