To truly reach those goals requires hard work and deep commitment. So this past week I finally dug in and committed to something that has been looming in front of me for a long time, my overall health and fitness, which really means: weight loss.
I recently joined the gym Chuck has been at for the past few months and what this gym offers is what I need, guidance and accountability. Each member is assigned a personal trainer. Chuck and I share the same trainer Kelly. At the beginning of the month she assigns a workout routine an at the end of the month we are assessed. It also helps that this gym isn't full of a bunch of hard bodies showing off their physiques, but they are real people with the same type of goals.
Day 1 kicked my butt. 5 stations and almost two rotations later (I didn't exactly make it to the last station second time around) I was puking in the bathroom and wanted to cry. Frustrated and feeling the worst about myself I returned home to a smiling husband who was so proud of my new path. This was the last thing I wanted, but probably needed. I sat in the couch grumpy as can be until he left for work and then the tears came. Going to the gym for the first time in a long, long time brought to the surface every feeling of inadequacy, self doubt and utter disgust I had hiding inside. After my cry session I felt a relief and knew what I was doing is what I need to be doing. Almost a week and two more visits to the gym later, it's become a little easier and I'm leaving the gym happy. The trick now is to keep it up. That's why I am putting this out to the world, so I have an extra layer of accountability and pressure to keep me going. Hopefully in 3 weeks I will have some exciting results to share after my first assessment.
Update: Day 4, completed 3 rotations and 5 minutes on the elliptical, would've stayed longer but someone else over exerted themselves and was done ;)
