Feel the Burn

I have finally realized a long-standing desire of mine: I hired a personal trainer. Her name is Morgan, and I know she’s going to totally change my life. She’s not only going to get me into the best shape of my life, she’s also going to design an eating plan for me. She’s going to call me on the days we’re not training to make sure I’m doing the at-home stuff I’m supposed to do. Her program is designed around the training that boxers do, with some yoga and Pilates thrown in the mix. By the time I hit 40 next Spring, I hope to have defined abs…and possibly arms like Angela Bassett...

My weight has always been a problem for me. I was a thin child until I hit puberty, and then I started growing out, rather than up. At five feet tall, any extra weight makes you look heavier than you actually are. Senior year of high school, I hit my highest weight ever: 155 pounds. Over the years, I have yo-yo’d, going as low as 103 and as high as 130 (I am not including my two pregnancies here…they don’t count since you’re supposed to gain weight). I love yoga, but I stopped going once I started working full time.

Now I am determined to start an exercise program and stick with it. So while I won’t be able to go shopping for clothes or eat out for a while, I’m dedicated to really doing this. I know it’ll be worth every penny and every sore muscle. I want to be healthy for myself, and to set a good example for my kids. I want them to see me full of energy and enthusiasm for working out, so that they’ll want to exercise as well. Who knows, maybe even the boyfriend will get into the act.

But it’s primarily for me. I need this. I’m excited to get started and blog about my progress. If I can do it, anyone can!