The battle of the bulge is still in full effect. So right by my house there is a Gold's gym, and I always pass it without giving a second thought. SO one day I decide, let me go inside and check out their prices and see how many perfect bodies I see. Much to my delight the cardio equipment was occupied with elderly woman who remained at a constant leisure walking pace. Upstairs there were a few muscle bound men grunting at the lifting of 100's of pounds, but for the most part there were plenty of equally out of shape people working their lil chubby hearts out. I breathed a sigh of relief. I signed up for a package that included 3 free sessions with a personal trainer (VERY EXCITING!) and the gym is open 24 hours so I can go anytime I want. I was proud of myself.
I was weighed, and my BMI was calculated (dreadful numbers) and I was ready to get started. My first session with my trainer was great. We just went over cardio machines, showed how they worked, and then we sent upstairs and did some weight training for lower body. Not bad at all. I said to myself, I can do this! But clearly she was playing games with me that first session and was taking no prisoners the second time around. This woman lost her mind. Whatever your perception of a nazi personal trainer is, thats what she turned into. Everything was different. Her hair was in a tight ponytail, not her free flowing locks I remember from the first time we met. Sweatbands on her wrists. Even her handshake was firmer. Lord help me. She was clapping at me, yelling counts, molding my body into perfect form while using the machines. Motivating and intimidating me all at the same time. I did EVERYTHING she asked, for fear she would yoke me up, and scream like a drill Sgt. Usually I wouldn't really be so scared, because I'm not very yoke-able but she meant business. Needless to say, my body is sore as alllll heck. I've actually had second thought about scratching my own head for fear it would hurt too much to stretch that far. But this is what I signed up for right? Gotta roll with the punches. I'm so serious about this. I'm down about 8lbs already and it feels good. I just have to keep it up. And I will. I'd write more, but my fingers are sore....and I have kick boxing in half hour :)
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Good luck and don't give up! It's hard...trust! But it feels good when you need to go shopping cause everything is too big!
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