Yesterday, I almost puked from working out. This is only the second time this has happened to me, the first being during my first round of “boot camp” at the last gym I was a member of.
I would never push myself to near death puking in a work out. I challenge myself, but I always manage to stay right on the edge of my comfort zone. Never quite leaving it though.
Tonight, I left my comfort zone. I have officially signed up for personal training at my gym. My trainer, DJ, is wonderful. He’s so motivational and pushes me just enough. I will train with him twice a week for a month, assess where I am, then pay by the month after that. Yesterday was my first paid session with him. I work out with my husband just fine but when he pushes me too hard, I just say no, get annoyed, and walk away to do something else. Sad, but true. I am not saying no if I’m paying for this. I think this’ll also solve my lose two pounds, gain two pounds rut, because I truly don’t think I’ll want to eat like crap all weekend when I worked so hard all week.
After my session, I had a burst of energy. Well, that was after the pukey feeling subsided. The weather was great so I went for a short run in my neighborhood. While I ran, I thought about how far I’ve come since September, and how many times I truly got out of my comfort zone. That’s both mentally and physically. I ran a 5k and a 10k. Before, I hated running and would never choose to do it if I had a choice. I even signed up for a half marathon. Who was this girl? That didn’t work out, but to me the important part is that I made the decision to give it a shot. I’ll run a half soon, I hope, and I never would’ve thought that I’d do something like that.
I started putting on weight in third grade. I got lazy. I liked TV. I liked junk food, with chips and fast food being favorites. I still like those things. I’m not trying to say I drank the Kool aid and will eat vegetables and chicken breasts for the rest of my life. I’ll waiver. I’ll have cheat meals. Life will go on. But I refuse to be unhealthy. I refuse to grow old plagued with this health problem and that one. I refuse to have obese children because that is the example I set for them. I am a new person. I feel good and one day I will reach my goals. It’s amazing to me how far I’ve come. I’ve come so far that I even feel like I don’t have that far left to go. This is huge for me. Anything could happen.
Now that I got that little pep talk out of the way, I want to remind you about the link up Leigh Ann, Sarah and I are doing tomorrow. You can answer the questions with your boo boo, your bff, your neighbor, your vet, etc. Who cares! Anybody! You can answer the questions below blog or vlog-style. Let's see what I have to bribe S with to get him to do a vlog!
1. What are your thoughts on your wife's blog? 2. Do you know what IG stands for? How about OOTD?
3. How long would you say you've been together?
4. Does her working out and eating healthy make you want to join in?
5. Is there anything you can do to inspire him to workout/eat healthier?
6. What do you love best about fit/ healthy life? 7. What do you like least?
8. How long did it take for you to agree to answer these questions?