Fitbloggin 11
Tomorrow night, I’m heading to the airport. I’m about to go to an event that both makes me want to pee my pants from excitement and throw up from anxiety. I’ve been waiting months for this event to hurry up and get here and now that I’m down to just hours before getting on a plane and heading East I’m kind of wishing it was still weeks away…
16 months I’ve been blogging my way through weight loss and life changes. I’ve met so many people that get what I get. The frustrations. The tears. The triumphs. The weigh ins. The losses. The gains. The pushing away of the plate. The pulling in of the fears not wanting to be shared. The highs, the lows and everything in between.
In a few hours I’m going into a situation that I have no idea what to expect.
Will they like me?
Will I like them?
Will the people I’m dying to meet want to take a minute to hug me?
Am I going to say something stupid?
Will people want to hang out with me?
Am I going to sit in a corner by myself too scared to interact?
Will I hide in my hotel room all weekend?
Will my bunk mates like me?
Am I going to trip over my feet at some point and knock something down?
Will I cry too much?
Will I run fast enough during the 5k?
Will I spend too much time comparing myself to other people?
Will I have emotional break down and not know what to do?
Will someone want to hear my story?
Do they even know who I am?
If you’re reading this and you’re going to fitbloggin, look for me. I’ll be the socially awkward one looking around wondering where I fit in. Probably with my fingers in my mouth trying to bite off the last of my nails. I may be crying. I may be laughing. I will most definitely be hugging anyone within arms reach. I may not be ready for what this weekend brings but regardless I’ll be there…
I have to be.
I have all the same thoughts running through my head! Hey get outta my head! lol 🙂 I will say HI to you if you say HI to me…ok? I have HUGS for everyone too, if you want one? 🙂 I’m so nervous, but I think it’s more excitement nerves. lol See you soon!
Want one yes…require one yes!!!!
I have written a very similar post about this that won’t publish until Thursday but I can tell you that I have many of the same thoughts running through my mind. I look forward to meeting you!
We’re all gonna look like high school kids at our first dance…everyone standing around waitin for someone to ask me to dance 🙂
Tara—I didn’t even have the balls to sign up and go. Have fun, learn a ton, hug a bunch and GROW! It will be a blast.
See you sooooooooon!!!!
Girl, you better get ready for the love fest that’s about to hit! I’ll be there with bells on 🙂
Ready or not i’m going in 100%!
I’m with you, Tara! I’m right in the middle of “totally blissfully psyched” and “ohmygod I’m going to throw up.” Like Emily said, it’s gonna be a LOVEFEST, and you’d better be ready for a hug from me!
Ready!!!
I wish I could be there. My birthday is Friday – think of me!! Kidding.
I hope you have a WONDERFUL time. And yes, people are going to like you.
Have fun!!
I am so excited for you! I know you are going to have a blast and overcome some of those fears on your list. And you know, if it was me, I’d be pretty much guaranteed to laugh too loud, knock something over, and/or say the wrong thing more than once over the course of the conference. But you know what? Our community is amazing and I know they would love me anyway, just like you have loved me and I love you! So let your (proverbial) hair down and have a super-fantastical time (and then come home and tell me all about it)!
“Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.” Thomas Edison
never give up. success is in your path. seize it!
Well, I REALLY hope all the people who are talking about throwing up do not, or else I’ll be freaking out and having panic attacks!! 😉
Seriously, having been to last year’s Fitbloggin’ I know that this year’s will be even better…and it will be full of warm, loving folks who are happy to see and meet each other!!
GROUP HUG!!
I’ve spent the last 3 days talking myself out of going. I’ll only lose my room $ and fitbloggin ticket money. I’ll have airline credit for later use. No biggie right?
I have the same fears, maybe more – I’m already thinking about being the fat girl in the room full of fit hotties.
I’m afraid of food, missing bootcamps, akward hugs (I’m a chronic akward hugger), missing home.
I’m so busy listing the things I’m afraid of that I’m forgetting the things that got menexcoted about this to begin with.
It’s going to be great and we’re all going to get along swimmingly.
And if someone doesn’t like me?? Fuck ’em – what do they know!
Hey Tara- any chance you could meet up with a “local”? It was unlcear on the fitbloggin’ site about us non-bloggers being welcome……. I, personally, would love to meet ya, give ya a great big hug, and learn some basics. I live in Woodbridge, VA so B-more is about an hour away……
I would have to tackle you for a hug if I was able to go to fitbloggin!
Will they like me?
HELL YES!!
Will I like them?
I hope so!
Will the people I’m dying to meet want to take a minute to hug me?
If that’s me, HECK YEAH. I’m gonna tackle you to the floor.
Am I going to say something stupid?
Probably, but who cares?
Will people want to hang out with me?
Um… yes. I might try to convince you to move to DC.
Am I going to sit in a corner by myself too scared to interact?
I’ll join you in the corner.
Will I hide in my hotel room all weekend?
I won’t let that happen.
Will my bunk mates like me?
How could they not? I’m half tempted to throw a PJ party in your bed.
Am I going to trip over my feet at some point and knock something down?
So long as you land.
Will I cry too much?
Everything I am going to be wearing is absorbent.
Will I run fast enough during the 5k?
What’s this “enough” bit? I’m walking.
Will I spend too much time comparing myself to other people?
Fruitless exercise. We’re all ridiculously awesome.
Will I have emotional break down and not know what to do?
You have my cell #. Use it.
Will someone want to hear my story?
Story time with Tara???? ooooH!
Do they even know who I am?
My heart has known you all along.