Have you ever done something strictly for the love of it? Knowing that someone may never notice or realize the effort you put in? And never expecting anything in return?
I think we all have.
And then, in that odd chance that someone does notice, and takes you aside and gives you a pat on the back, or something happens that validates what you are doing, isn’t that the greatest feeling in the world!
Well Saturday night I had that feeling.
A close friend of mine had asked me to train her for her second ever bodybuilding/fitness show.
When we started we had a mere 6 weeks to make some magic happen! It was at times an emotional 6 weeks, where we were like an old married couple wanting to scream at each other! But some how we pushed through, to the end without killing each other!
Saturday was show time. The afternoon show is where the judges really make most of their decision about who they like. So it was imperative to make a good impression.
They came out in groups of 7. My friend was last to hit the stage in her group. And she looked nervous (was it just because I know her, or was it apparent to everyone?)! Her presentation was a little off, but physically she had the all to elusive, WOW factor! She was by far the best amongst her group. Now it was a waiting game until the evening show, which was a long 3 hours away.
That's WOW factor...she looked even better in the evening!
For the evening show I was in charge of glazing her, a very important step to having ‘the look’ while on stage. This is something I had never done before.
Detailed glazing...tough job, but I'm a trooper!
Once the evening show started we heard that her category wouldn’t be on stage until 8. So another 3 hours of waiting! My first Saturday off in over a month, but I wouldn’t trade that time hanging out for the world!
Then more drama, because the show was moving slowly they changed how they wanted the girls to walk on stage, which meant we had to change our posing.
This is where I became a choreographer, a new talent I never knew I had (I’ll add that to the resume), changing her routine and her moves.
Then it was time to watch. They brought all the girls out, and lined them up like cattle, 28 in total, it was a tough field.
Then they started calling out the top 10. As I scanned her competition I knew she MUST be in the top ten. The girl who I thought had a good chance of winning it was called out in 6th. That made me nervous. If they only give her 6th did my girl not even make the top ten? Doubt was setting in. Had I failed her?
Finally they had worked their way down to the top 3. She was either in the top 3 or not in the top 10. They finally called ‘competitor number 713’ in second, she was second!
The top 3
I literally jumped out of my seat! I was so happy for her! The weight of the world felt lifted off of my shoulders, and it was replaced with a gentle pat on the back.
So proud of you girl, I appreciate your trust in me.
Your friend looks amazing! I think you are the wow factor. Your friend x PT (the wow) = amazing
Congrats!