Monday, January 9, 2012
Dear Muscles, I'm sorry. Thank You. You're Welcome.
Had my fourth session with my Personal Trainer at 24 Hour Fitness tonight and in less than 1 week I have lost four pounds! Whoot, whoot!
About a year ago I weighed 265 lbs. (Yep, I just put it out there). Since the end of January last year I lost 60 lbs. with me, myself, and I as my personal trainer and #1 motivator. I am so proud of what I did on my own but I really needed to take things to the next level and I knew to get the results I want I needed some help. I am so blessed to have a job so that I can afford to get a gym membership and for now a trainer (but it would be an understatement to say I am stretching it with the trainer!!!). But, the way I figure it, we are talking about the rest of my life here... that's worth it! So, we'll make it work.
I started up with my trainer last Wednesday night and weighed in at 205.7 and tonight I came in at 201.7. I am so close to ONE-DERLAND I can taste it! If you are a female who has weighed over 200 pounds you know just how much that means. There is something about being a girl that weighs over 200 lbs. that just takes away all your femininity. It's hard to feel like a "lady" when you're bigger than a lot of, if not most, guys. Or when all you are to other people when you're out with friends is "the big girl." I'm 24 years old and I have never had a boyfriend or been asked out on a date. This isn't my sob story and I don't have any violins playing in the background, it's just my truth. I can't remember exactly but I don't think I've been under 200 since 8th grade or freshman year of high school... crazy.
I share all this with you: One, to celebrate. This is exciting stuff. Two, to say that there are no tricks or gimmicks. No magic pill or fad diet that works (Cleanse all you want but, at the end of the day it helps to build some muscle underneath there). It takes hard work, dedication, and a lot of sweat. So, to my muscles I would like to say, "I'm sorry. Thank you. You're Welcome."
Side Note: I love it when my trainer calls me a beast or says, "you need more weight, don't you?" -- "Yes, yes I do. Game on."