Why Compete?
I am terrified each figure competition just before I walk out on stage. Something about exposing my assets and flaws makes me a little nervous. I am so not happy when I’m not "called out" and leave the stage sulking, but after a few days of carbs, I want to compete again. Yes, I have the "competition bug". Sixteen months ago I laughed aloud when someone suggested that I compete. Something about being objectified was a turn off. However, when I decided to show off my physique in the fall, I competed to celebrate the victory of surpassing my weight loss goal. The competition gave me training focus and helped me stay on point with my diet. Therefore, my paradigm for figure competition has shifted and I now see figure competition as a sport instead of exploitation.
I enjoy the comp preparation because I train anyway–the competition just give me focus and a sense of urgency. My training and comp prep time is the only thing I do outside of family (with the exception of my career). It has become an essential part of my life and helps me maintain balanced life.
Since I have decided to continue competing, I need develop strategies to deal with whether or not I get "called out". At the moment I take it personal and feel like garbage, but quickly realize that there is always someone else that will look better. It’s not a reflection on my hard work–it’s just the nature of competing–at least that’s what I’ve been told (LOL).
At some point I will also have set my ego aside long enough to approach the judges for feedback.
I am tenatively planning to do two competitions in the fall with hopes of placing in the top five. Until then, I will train like a champ and stay on point with the diet.
June 26, 2009 at 7:19 pm
There is no way to explain the thrill of competition to someone who has never done it…I know I didnt fully understand it until I got on stage. But the feeling once you’re up there, is SO ADDICTING!!!! Good luck on your future shows, and dont worry about placings…you show up at your best and thats all that counts!
June 26, 2009 at 9:15 pm
I loved this post. For my first competition it was just the thrill of being on stage.I could have come in last and been on Cloud 9. For the second, I had high expectations, my body didn’t cooperate, and I too, felt so, so disappointed. But for this next one I am being adventurous, balanced, and trying to really learn my body–and I’ve made a promise to myself–I will never again leave my spirit on that stage.
June 27, 2009 at 10:04 am
When I see women on stage competiting its a celebration of all the hard work and dedication you all put into it. Just to get yourself to the point where you feel comfortable with your body to walk on stage in a two piece bikini is a victory in itself. Most women can’t feel comfortable in jeans and t-shirt walking down the block. I commend you all for your effects.