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If it weren’t for the WREC…

August 24, 2012 by Hillary 5 Comments

I’m a nostalgic person. 

Change isn’t my favorite thing (you can say that again).

I hold on tight to the things closest to my heart. 

When I graduated college just a hair past three months ago,

I let out a huge sigh of relief.

Finally, after 18 continuous years of schooling,

I was deflated of stress and filled with the accomplishment to have finally run across my academic finish line.

I will not fool you that for the past three, hot summer months, I’ve enjoyed settling into a “big girl” job,

I’ve enjoyed the carefree and spontaneous nights,

I’ve enjoyed the depletion of deadlines and drafts.

Still residing in my college town,

I am more than aware that the fall semester begins Monday.

Fleets of beach cruisers. Target — a zoo of new roommate posses, bright bean bags, and closet organizers that will be neglected after the first week.

When I tell you that the past three months have felt like “summer” rather than the start of new chapter in my life… I think, I hope, that can be understood. 

It’s all I’ve known. Seventeen summers.

Each one concluding in August, in time for the school bell to ring once again.

So the nostalgia I feel in my bones, the nostalgia of wanting to organize my non-existent notebooks, schedules, and such… tell me I haven’t been the only one…

holding onto school — more specifically college — and the five irreplaceable years of growth and discovery, independence and unforgettable friendships.

If you’re still curious where this post hold its roots, after two dozen lines of text, I can inform you without a doubt…

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It’s been on my mind all summer long. With every push-up, with every PR deadlift, with every HIIT treadmill run…

In two days, I have to break-up with the WREC. In the past three years, I’ve built an incredibly strong (pun indeed) relationship with my university’s state-of-the-art recreation center. It’s been my first real (gym) relationship, really, as I’ve never held a public gym membership.

If only I had kept a tally of the laps I’ve run around the red and grey 1/8-mile indoor track.

If only I would have documented my physic now and then, it would be only the slightest indication of how being a WREC gym rat transformed me — transformed me into the fitness enthusiast that I am proud to title myself today. 

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If it weren’t for the WREC…

I would not have a 3/4-inch scar hiding under the brim of chin.

I would not have trained in the fashion that I did for half-marathons #3-6.

I would not have squashed my PR at Halfs #3 and #6.

I would not have been so inspired to take my first kettlebell class… to experience the resulting three weeks of soreness from swinging a 14lb. iron bell.

I would not believe I can now swing a 30lb. kettlebell with ease, deadlift 135lbs., and power out 100+ push-ups in a single workout. 

I would not have the everlasting peace of mind from Sheena’s vinyasa flow yoga classes.

I would not have squeezed into my neon swim suit from high school, diving into my youth pastime of swimming mile after mile in the salty pool.

I would not have put on a persistent smile for that cute trainer… that cute trainer I now call my boyfriend.

I would not have spent a full summer studying to get certified as a group exercise instructor.

It isn’t so silly to say then, on Sunday, I’ll be ending a relationship of many many many firsts. The anxiety of not having said comfortable environment – one of the few places my confidence shined with every bead of sweat – will create a void in my life — momentarily. 

The WREC may no longer be the enormous part of my daily life that it once was, but with a permanent scar, it will never be forgotten for the inner and outer strength I have gained, and will wear proudly, as I leave my last WREC workout Sunday — no longer a student, but an alumni with a strong, healthy and happy heart.  

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  1. Caroline says

    August 25, 2012 at 5:39 am

    Aw, this is a beautifully written post : ) I can completely relate, I spent so much time at my campus gym and it was really where I learned to fall in love with exercise and running. I still miss it and probably will never find a gym that I feel so at home in. The fact that I was leaving college didn’t really hit me until everyone was going back to school in September and I wasn’t. Also, that’s super awesome that you met your boyfriend there :)

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  2. Mom says

    August 25, 2012 at 10:22 am

    aaaawe… as I read this through watery eyes, my heart is filled with a bit of sadness (as I guess often comes with change), but mostly with pride at what a strong and beautiful person you are, and how proud I am to call you my daughter. I love you!
    <3 mom
    p.s. I wish I were half the talented writer that you are!

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  3. Grandma says

    August 25, 2012 at 11:21 am

    I second my beautiful daughter’s comments about her beautiful daughter. You are one very special and talented lady. Can hardly wait to hug you.
    XXXOOO Grandma

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  4. Lauren @ The Homeostatic Mindset says

    August 25, 2012 at 2:19 pm

    Oh my goodness…This was such a touching, sweet post. So glad that you’ve found a place that you are so connected too. And I can’t believe the cute trainer at the gym is now your boyfriend – that’s like every girl’s dream! Nice work ;) lol

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  5. Maura says

    August 26, 2012 at 12:20 pm

    Love this post. I am starting grad school and I am so excited to have a college gym again. Perhaps, I’ll be so lucky and meet a cute trainer there too ;) hey, a girl can dream can’t she?

    Also, I love your Mom and Grandmother’s comments. What sweet ladies!

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