Post a day 2011 – day 1
To train or not to train, that is the question, or should I say, to have a trainer or not to have a trainer. This was my dilemma… I have been going to the gym, this time, since I joined back in May of this year. I had been wanting to join a gym and I was looking at a few different ones when I was hired by my current company SC in March. The job came with a lot of benefits, health insurance for one, dental, vision and the opportunity to join a gym, I had options: Gold’s, Curves or LA Fitness. I used to belong to Gold’s when I first moved here, done Curves and after a few months got nothing out of it, it is a great place if you’ve never worked out and need to get started, just after a while it posed no challenge to me and there is an LA Fitness, which used to be Australian Body Works, which I also used to be a member of. So, I decided on LA Fitness, there is one near my house and near work, perfect!
I have been going for a few months and I enjoy the classes and the cardio, haven’t done much in terms of weight training, it’s been years since I did any and I wasn’t sure which way to turn. When I first joined, I had my free session with a personal trainer, really enjoyed it, but could not afford it, at all, then, about two weeks ago, I happened to be leaving the gym near my house on the way to work and on a lark, filled out an entry form to win a free month of personal training. Guess, what… they called me that morning, could be either, my name was on top or they called everyone, great way to introduce people to personal training at the gym if they haven’t already tried it. So, I made my appointment and away I went.
I showed up for my session, we did my body fat count, ACK, and all that other fun, yet embarrassing stuff and discussed what my challenges and goals are, then we got down to a work out. He worked me hard, I enjoyed it, I told him I am willing to work hard, I just know my limitations, such as my knees, they have never been that strong and certain things hurt after a while. Away we went! I was a sweaty mess when we sat down after to talk about signing up for a personal trainer. I told him upfront that I appreciate what he’s going to try to sell me, but it’s too expensive and I won’t be able to afford it. Even if we’re offering a special? More than half price for signing up and half price for sessions? Huh? ok, well, I’ll think about it.
I did my four free sessions, one on the Thursday before Christmas and then the rest on Tuesday-Thursday of the next week, not sure if that was the brightest move, let’s just say, I was a wee bit sore on Friday, New Years Eve… but I worked through it. I enjoyed the work outs and I enjoy the trainer, I make him laugh a lot, which, by the way, with the amount I laugh, I should be a bean pole… and he said he can help me accomplish all my goals [when he called me, he said the only thing I didn’t check off on the entry form was to gain weight, no thanks!]. I really liked that he called me Thursday morning to check on my leg, which i had seriously pulled a muscle the week before, excruciating!
He was trying his best to get me to sign up, offering me all sorts of incentives and of course, my one big issues has been money, that’s all it’s been. Thursday night he texted me, 12 free sessions if I start on Saturday. I texted back and asked if he could really help me hit my goals and… get me a tushie [don’t laugh, I have a flat bahookie, I haven’t had any complaints, but it’s never been something I would have touted as a particularly fine feature on my person. I always ask a guy when we start dating, are you a butt man? tee hee hee]. His response was LOL absolutely. So… after my fabulous New Years Eve party, where people didn’t leave until 3 and those of us staying at my place didn’t crash until about 4/4:30 am, I was up at 9 and at the gym ready to sweat at 10am.
When he was finally free, he asked if it was alright if I worked with someone else this morning, and as long as it was just for today, no problem. I believe T was trying to kill me! MN, my trainer, told him to watch out for my leg, because of the muscle pull [and that I would push even in pain] and I think this was code that T took to mean let’s make her legs fall off! We did squats, with 15 pound weights in each hand, that was fun on my knees… then we did leg presses, no problem, we started out with 2 25 pound discs, then next set, 2 more, huh? then next set, 2 more…150 pounds? Immediately into lunges, then those horrible things where you jump down into push up position and throw your legs out, jump back up. Then back to lunges, then those jumpy/spready awful things [yes, I know there is a name for them, but I can’t remember it and this is my blog and I want you laughing at this point] then more squats then core, a horrible plank to elbow to push-up and all over again. Last thing was ham string something. let’s just say that machines in gyms were not made for someone of my stature [SHORT], hurt in places I don’t think it’s supposed to hurt.
I’m used to working up to strenuous, this guy thought we should start there and work our way up. He was a nice guy, very motivating, different style than MN. Turns out he grew up in Coram, which is a city near my family’s summer house on Long Island, small world! If I have to work out with him again once in a while, no problem, but I prefer MN, I like the way he does things and he definitely pushes me beyond my limits. Besides, I make him laugh all the time, he did say that no one makes him laugh as much as me and that’s a small feat in and of itself.
So, here’s to my training and getting on that path that I really want to be on. I am turning 40 this year and how great will it be if I can wear a bikini next December in the Bahamas? AWESOME! [or at least feel fabulous in a bathing suit] I have other goals, but why not go for the gusto [they say when you register to get married, register for the expensive stuff, you never know!]. Keep up with my progress, I might also be sharing some tips that I learn, maybe we can do this together!
Look out Atlantis, here I come!
Happy New Year!