Shapesmart Fitness
2025-12-24T09:42:22.970Z
I joined the gym while I was grieving, and at first it felt almost impossible to show up. There were days I sat in the car outside, convincing myself to walk in when every part of me wanted to turn back home. But I did it anyway.What’s kept me going are the small, private targets I set for myself. Sometimes it’s something as simple as seven box squats. To anyone else that might sound tiny, but for me it’s huge. And the buzz I get when I hit that target — even if it’s just one more rep than last time — is real. It reminds me I’m still moving forward, even in the middle of loss.I’ve also learned not to judge myself when it gets too much. Before, I would have just stopped completely and left. Now, if I hit a wall, I don’t quit — I move over to the bike or the rower and carry on the session there. It’s not about being perfect; it’s about keeping myself in the game however I can.The biggest surprise has been the support from other members. Most of them are way fitter than me, but they’ve offered encouragement without judgment. A smile, a quick word, even just sharing the space with them makes me feel like I belong. That sense of community has been a lifeline, especially on the days when showing up feels impossible.And then there’s Graham. His messages checking in, the wee chats during sessions, and the texts explaining what’s coming up in the next week have been such a boost. It’s not just about the workouts — it’s about feeling seen and supported, and that makes all the difference.Since November I’ve lost 10kgs. I can fit into trousers I hadn’t worn in years because I was too big. That moment of pulling them on and realizing they fit was just as powerful as hitting any gym target.This gym isn’t just about exercise for me. It’s become a place where I can push through grief, find strength in small wins, and feel lifted by people I didn’t expect to have in my corner
I joined the gym while I was grieving, and at first it felt almost impossible to show up. There were days I sat in the car outside, convincing myself ... More