Waist Management

Terri and I met with a personal trainer today, I’ve never had one before and the idea is more than a little scary. Sophie was everything I thought she’d be, her van was intimidating and so was she. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I certainly wasn’t expecting to be standing alongside a busy street having my measurements taken eek!! Terri and I walked with her down to the park talking tentatively about why we needed her. Once in the park Sophie asked us to complete a number of tasks and recorded our times and reps. I wasn’t surprised when I could barely complete any of the activities she gave us to do, nor when I struggled to walk back up the hill after we finished. My chest was burning, my calves too and I was puffing… ridiculously. How did I get here? I mean I know how, but why? Why haven’t I got a hold of this already? I don’t really have the money to be signing up to personal training (PT) right now but I don’t think I can cope with the idea of not doing it either. 

One of my friends suggested I try again for the next season of TBL but I’m determined not to be eligible for next years show. I want to change so badly and the idea of PT is very appealing, it’s a huge part of why I wanted to go on Loser. I’m not only looking to loose weight this time but looking to gain back some of the respect I’ve lost from having failed so many times before. I don’t know how unrealistic it is anymore but I want my body to look the best it can and do the best it can. I’m ashamed about not treating it better and am petrified that even if I loose the weight I still won’t like what I see in the mirror. So that’s it I’ll give it a go for as long as I can afford, at least it’s something.

Later Taters xxx