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I remember waiting to join a gym, thinking I would eventually lose enough weight to be comfortable there. But after losing fifty pounds, I still wasn’t. Not one bit.

You see, going to a gym was outside my comfort zone.

It was so far outside my comfort zone it would have taken a mile-long piece of paper to be able to have my comfort zone and the gym on the same map!

And after that first fifty pounds were gone, I still had more than that left to go. So while I did look better, in my mind I still didn’t look better enough to walk through those doors.

I decided I would just have to live with my discomfort because I was going to have to have the gym in my arsenal of weapons against obesity if I were to make it.

Off to the gym I went.

Walking through those gym doors was one of the hardest things I have ever done. My face was flushed. My heart pounded. To say the least I was uncomfortable.

But isn’t that the only way to break out of your comfort zone? Don’t you have to go through moments of discomfort to get there?

Moments of discomfort lead to comfort.

It can be as simple as breaking in a new pair of gym shoes or as complex as joining a gym, but it all breaks down to the same thing.

I wasn’t going to get comfortable in the gym by exercising at home. I wasn’t going to be brave enough to move over to the free weights by staying on the machines.

And I would never have made it to where I am if I had stayed comfortable with the woman I was.

Being outside of your comfort zone is not a bad thing. Staying outside of it is.

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