Perhaps a resistance to change (for some of us) is an innate trait that we are on this planet to overcome. I have been taking a spinning class for the past five weeks, I began to take note of the regulars and how they set up for class. I find it humorous to watch people set up, because they look for “their bike number”, and roll it to “their spot". This particular day I got there early and thought, “Ah-ha, I can move away from the fans so I will set up in this corner over here!” After setting up, I was ready for class and started pedaling. I never stopped to think that I might be invading someone’s place…not that spaces are reserved or anything like that.
Then a pretty, small-framed, red haired lady walked in and I attempted to smile at her, but I got no smile back. Instead I felt daggers. Then it hit me, she was the “owner” of the spot I had chosen! I remembered seeing her set up in that corner a couple of weeks ago, but I had not seen her since. If looks could kill, I wouldn’t be writing about this right now, the red head was seething ---I had taken “her” spot, and quite possibly “her” bike! She was being forced to change!! Initially, I felt badly, but then I thought how this wasn’t a church pew (I’ve seen people take ownership of those too)…and...and…well, we shouldn’t hog things anyway…and she should not have been late! After my self-justification, I continued to pedal the bike waiting to see what would transpire!
About this time the instructor noticed her body language and told her there was “unmarked” territory on the other side of the room. Once she rolled her bike over to the other side of the room, I noticed her posture changed, and she even smiled. She commented to the instructor on how much light there was over on that side of the room, and how she had never been able to look at her heart rate monitor from “that other spot” because it’s always too dark (the lights are usually off during spin class). Then she said, “This might be a good change!”
I felt a little better after hearing her and seeing her change a bit. As class proceeded, I noticed she seemed pleased every time she looked at her heart rate monitor. I realized how one simple change made a positive difference during her entire workout. Then I wondered about why we are so hesitant to change.
When I look at myself, I see that I’ve often hesitated to change because of the fear of the unknown. Not knowing how something will turn out can be torture for me. This is very sad, because there have been times in my life where I have stayed in bad situations simply because I knew what to expect and that gave me comfort to continue enduring what was occurring, even if it was not for the best. Like an infant, I was opting to sit in “stuff”.
We have all heard the phrase "the only thing that is constant is change". We cannot always anticipate or control the changes that come our way. However, we can control our attitude towards change. Seeking the good in change (much like my red-haired friend) is often a good approach. The best way to see it is: You can change with a joyful heart, or change will take you down kicking and screaming, much like some soiled babies!