A few weeks ago I started a new job as a personal trainer at a local gym. When I was offered the position in early August I instantly accepted even though I knew that it probably wouldn't be a good fit for me. Being so desperate to leave my last career I convinced myself that any job would do because it simply could not get any worse for me. There were a lot of second guessing thoughts that rolled through my mind, but I would quickly hush them and persuade myself that I was making the right decision and I needed to give this a try.
Once the new posting started I begun to have weird feelings about the company. Their policies and expectations for personal trainers were not something that I was comfortable with. The solicitation of personal training sessions via cold calls, stalking members at the gym during their workouts, pushing people to purchase expensive supplements that I do not believe in or feel qualified to be selling, and telling people they need my services because they are incapable of taking care of themselves and have no clue what is best for them seemed a bit too pushy for me. I spent several nights in tears upon returning home blabbering on and on to my husband about my reservations to pursue a future with this company and how it just didn't seem like the proper fit. By the time last Friday rolled around I decided that it would be best to resign before I became deeply vested with this job. For me it became apparent rather quickly that subjecting myself to working with a company that promotes practices that go against my ethics would not provide any benefits, so now I am unemployed.
Now I'm feeling a bit defeated. I tried something, it didn't workout and that's fine. But what now?
Where do I go from here?
Do I go back to the ever-so-tricky hospitality industry that made me a rigid and hostile woman?
Do I finally pursue my entrepreneurial dreams to be a running coach and offer personal training sessions away from a gym setting?
Or do I jump on those writing goals that I have secretly always held in the back of my mind?
Overwhelmed and demotivated. Those are my current feelings.
The frustrating part of this for me is the marathon is now 12 days away, and my head is a hot mess. I feel confident that I have a 3:05 effort in my legs but I'm nervous that in the coming days I will begin to lose focus on the race.
Please share your most uplifting and motivating story with me!
I need help staying positive!