My last session with my personal trainer
is September 10th. The
competition is the 14th and then I’m officially in the off-season. Before I continue let me just say this: I’m going to continue to train on my own because
there is no where I’d rather be than in the gym.
I started with him in October of last
year and I had a goal. A picture in my
mind of how I wanted to look. I had no
idea how to get there and he guided me every step of the way. The plan was to sign a contract for four
months, 3 days a week, hour-long sessions.
He recommended 8 months. At
first, I really thought he was just trying to get my money (and maybe he was)
but after 4 months, I was nowhere near where I wanted to be so I’m glad I
followed his advice. Eventually, I bumped it up to 6 days a week, 3 days with him and 3 on my own. Now, after almost
11 months I’m ready to go it completely alone. I’ve
learned so much about nutrition and strength training and cardio … the
education I received was well worth the money I spent. I have never felt better in my life and I
look much better than I did 20 years ago.
I’m happy.
I learned something else during this
time: I am much stronger than I ever
thought I was. Not just physically stronger but mentally
stronger as well. I had to build up the physical
strength over time but you have to be mentally strong to go back day after day
to prove to a dumbbell that you can lift it.
There were a few days when the dumbbell won – but I kept going
back. There were some days when I had to
shed a few tears – but I kept going back.
There were days when I was so sore that I couldn’t even sleep (that
actually happened last Friday) but I kept going back. I hate to keep making a big deal out of this
but let me say it again: I’M ALMOST 50
YEARS OLD! I emphasize that because I
think for so long I was programmed to believe that 50 was one thing (old,
frail, slow, near-death, etc.) and now those beliefs are completely shattered. It really is just a friggin’ number.
So what’s the big lesson here? That I can do whatever the heck I want to
do. It’s never too late as long as I’m
willing to put in the work. We all
can. Once we decide to stop making
excuses and choose a path there is no reason why we cannot accomplish anything
that we set our minds to. It sets my
teeth on edge when people make ridiculous excuses for why they can’t do
something. I know a lady who every time
she sees me she feels compelled to tell me about her diet, and that she’s “trying
to do better”. First of all, I didn’t
ask you. Secondly, I’m not your
mama. Thirdly, what does “trying to do
better” even mean? Stop letting a cookie
be the boss of you!
I’m not judging. Do you, boo.
But don’t come to me with excuses.
Enough of that. Back to happy … back to happy!
So I’m about three weeks away from tell
my trainer “Bye Bye Bye”. I am going to
miss him. I’m actually going to miss
getting up at 5:00 a.m. in order to eat egg whites (I'll probably never eat another yolk again!) and plain sugar-free oatmeal before I meet him
at 6:30. I am going to take a full week
off from the gym after the competition in order to give my body the chance to
just rest. I need that. I wonder if I can actually stay away for a
full week. We’ll see.
This has truly been the best experience
of my life. Thank you for allowing me to share it with you.
1 comment:
How exciting!! I can't wait to see pictures of the competition on IG!
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