Pride is a weird thing for me.
If anything, the one thing I never want to come off as, is prideful or boasting. Even now I still struggle to navigate my feelings about where that balance is.
Until I figure it out I tend to fall on the quiet side. All those before and after pics, the checking in, the posting of my fitness journey. Y’all it’s because I get points for that for our challenge haha I’d rather be the quiet one in the back doing my thing discretely and without a word mentioned. Attention makes me squirm. It feels weird to post anything about self accomplishments. That being said it took a lot of effort to even post these photos.
This morning I hit a PR of a 155 deadlift. Before I lifted it, I thought how much I wanted a photo for myself because then I could look back on my accomplishments. Secretly. Without anyone knowing. I almost didn’t take the photo. But someone else in the gym asked for one and as I wrestled with it very very reluctantly so did I. Especially since I know I make a lot of faces when I lift haha
I am an encourager through and through. I’d much rather sing the praises of others achievements than even mention mine. But I’m learning a lot about self encouragement and being ok with personal victories. Im realizing it boils down to where the heart is when we mention, say, post our achievements. If we are doing it because our validation comes from others, to feel special because of praise, to receive recognition from others?? Or are we doing it for ourselves. Only we know the stature of our hearts.
Today I hit a PR.
And it’s ok to share that.