Tuesday, July 31, 2007

Eating Crow....

Personal Trainers are all the rage here.
It seems that everywhere I turn someone is hiring one to get in shape, lose the baby weight and feel good about their body again.
I admit, I secretly thought that these people were crazy.
After all, most average Americans don't have the resources for a trainer. I never knew anyone in my adult life that had a personal trainer until I moved here. Most people I knew trotted along to a local gym or invested in a bowflex in their basement that was used as a coat rack more often than not.

Then I stepped on the scale.
Shit.

The last six months of my life had taken its toll on me.
I had gained six pounds. Not a ton of weight, I know. But just enough that I felt uncomfortable and my wardrobe wasn't looking so hot.

I decided to start a workout plan. Sensible diet and exercise. Easy enough.
The problem is...I am getting close to the big "40" and what worked before wasn't working so well. I was barely making a dent.
A month ago I had dinner with a friend who recently gave birth to a set of twins. I couldn't help noticing that she looked amazing. Actually, she looked even better than before her pregnancy.

"So, what is your secret?" I asked her.
"Diana." She tells me.
"Who?" I ask.

She then goes into a ten minute monologue about her personal trainer. I am bored at first, then more interested, then fully intrigued.
"Tell me more." I beg her. And she does.....

The very next day I sat and pondered the thought of calling her. It took me all day. At nine o'clock that night I decided to leave a hesitant message on the machine.

The very next day I was introduced to a whole new way to improve my health. My real hesitance...the fear of the unknown, took way to enlightenment as she showed me what I was doing that sabotaged my efforts. My unfair bias dissapeared as our hour came to an end.

I am officially converted.

Like a typical newbie, I feel compelled to "spread the word."

And so here I am. Four weeks later. Transformed.

Not only did the six pounds come off, but I have discovered muscles that I didn't know existed.

She is worth every penny.

Someone give me a big ole' shovel....I need to eat some crow.

4 comments:

kiwigirl said...

That is for the spoiled and the lazy.

Sorry,but that is how I feel.

Anonymous said...

How can working your butt off with a personal trainer - more than you ever would if left to your own devices - be lazy??? Beffers, you should be proud of yourself. Anything that keeps you healthy and makes you feel good about yourself is worth its weight in gold. (No pun intended.) You go, girl!

Coco said...

hehehe... ; )
i'm glad that you were able to afford her!! i want one, too!!

blessings.

Coco said...

Hi,
I'm just stopping by to see how you and your family doing...how's your dad?
I hope that ALL is well with you and your loved ones...my prayers are with you.

Blessings.

ps
my mom's health is rapidly deteriorating : ( i ask the Lord to give us strength to accept his will...and His unconditional love.