I HAVE A TRAINER!

I started working with a personal trainer last week. Her name is Gail and she owns a private fitness center called BodiByYou. I had been shopping around for a trainer for a few weeks and had narrowed my search down to three trainers. I knew I wanted to do this, but I also knew that after a huge Christmas spending spree the cost might not be something I could handle right now. I realized that was a big impediment to me going the trainer route. Who am I kidding? It was the ONLY impediment I had!

Fortunately (for me!) I was on Facebook one day and Gail at BodiByYou was running a contest. She ran various contests each day for a week but I didn’t bother biting that bullet because I figured I wouldn’t win. However, one this particular day at work while bored (yes, at work) I decided “just for fun” to enter that particular day’s contest.

I won!

What I won (free!) was the Beautiful Me package which is a 12 week transformation opportunity where I train weekly, get a diet review and weekly weigh in and measurement.

I didn’t really know what to expect having a woman as a trainer. The last trainer I hired was a few years ago and the trainer was male. His attention was not on me 100% as it should have been since he took my money! He was a little busy looking at all the cute young girls. Part of me didn’t object to this because I know how the male gender is (no offense, guys, but that testosterone’ll getcha!), the other part of me was really ticked off at him but was too “nice” to ask for my money back due to his ogling, especially since it wasn’t AT me.

Thus, when I went for my first training session with Gail I felt a bit out of my self-confident element. I’m a strong, independent, forthright woman and I’ve worked out for years.

Or, I THOUGHT I’d worked out for years.

Gail has me doing things I would never have imagined one could do with a pair of dumbbells (ok, get your mind out of the gutter!). She would NOT let me stop when the lifting got hard. No, she MADE me keep on until I’d sweated and grunted out the last of those 15 repetitions. Even when my muscles where quivering and unable to support me she would not let me quit.

It pains me (literally and figuratively..haha!) to realize that I’ve been a bit lazy with my working out in the past few years. I’d take myself to the gym and lift weights in the not too distant past but as soon as the lifting got tough I’d allow myself to quit. Transformation doesn’t happen that way. Dang.

It’s called WORKING out for a reason—it’s WORK. HARD WORK. However, I am determined that I’m going to make it this time. I’ve set some achievable goals and have a plan. And I have a trainer.

I’m glad I entered Gail’s contest that day. She’s helping me realize just what I can do. She won’t let me be lazy. I need that. For too long I’ve tried to make laziness and working out mesh. But that hasn’t produced any change because these two things are in direct opposition to each other.

I’m entering week two tomorrow. I strongly suggest that everyone consider hiring a personal trainer if one is really serious about changing the look of one’s body. Without a trainer, it is TOO easy to be lazy and I think that laziness has hooked up with too many of us. I know it did for me.

In 12 weeks I’ll post some before and after pix. Then you can decide if having a personal trainer makes a difference!