Bet you didn’t see that one coming…
I failed my personal trainers' exam...TWICE. I will clarify, there is a positive to this story, so just bear with me...and hopefully, a few of you can learn from my past mistakes! For you that know me, you know that I like sharing my insecurities and faults. I share challenging times in my life but always with a positive twist. I promise I'm never going to leave my posts hanging on a negative note. That's the whole reason why I like sharing my struggles and insecurities anyways! Now back to the story. I have always had a knack for fitness and a passion for helping others. Ever since grade school, I would train my friends for fun. Fitness has just always been something I was naturally good at and LOVED. However, I had so much confidence in my training ability that when I signed up to take my personal trainers exam, I had the mentality that I was entitled - ick! - to be a personal trainer. I was very physically fit and had trained numerous friends countless amounts of times. I truly did not believe I needed to study. I also was in college and studying for my current classes. Was it the best timing? Was I naive? Stupid? Oh my gosh yes. *Side note confession: I've never been the best student. Not because I was stupid, I just did not make studying a priority - EVER! If I thought a class was a waste of my time, I did not put much effort into it and would do the bare minimum to get by. However, I will save this whole topic for a later post* When I walked into that three-day workshop on a Friday, we started reviewing all the material for the exam that would take place on Sunday. I knew that first day I had messed up big time. I was way in over my head! Sunday came and we first had to do the oral exam, where we trained the instructor of the class. I passed that with flying colors. Then it was on to the written exam and it was a straight up train wreck. I knew all the nutrition (from my college courses), but the anatomy and physiology kicked my butt. I walked out of that workshop with my heart in my stomach. I KNEW I had failed... Later that month, I received a [...]