Sweating out some poetry...
Last night was the beginning of what I hope will be a new chapter in my book. I had my first meeting with a personal trainer. And, I walked away impressed, overwhelmed and a little scared!
I've stalked the personal trainers at my gym from afar for awhile, trying to pick just the right one. I decided upon a lady with two small kids who has been a trainer for 11 years, hoping that I'd find someone who can combine nutrition guidance with workouts. I know my problem is not how much I eat, but what I eat. I'm tired of thinking about it all and would like someone just to TELL me what to eat and when to eat it and, by golly, I'll do that.
What I learned is that this program is not going to be easy and it will be a complete change in my whole lifestyle. That scares me some, but it also invigorates me. After taking all my measurements and enduring that damn fat calibration pincher thingy, I came home and made my grocery list filled with veggies and healthy items.
I woke up and went straight to the store and then on to the gym afterward. The trainer recommended that I run 2 miles today as well as follow a more strict diet until I can meet with her on Wednesday to get the full plan and my workout regimen.
I feel good so far. So, good that I came back and decided to take part in Nicole at Sitting Still's poetry challenge. (Check out my pal Tam's entry too--hers is really good!) And, because I'd just come from the gym, you will understand the topic of my muse for the day.
I've stalked the personal trainers at my gym from afar for awhile, trying to pick just the right one. I decided upon a lady with two small kids who has been a trainer for 11 years, hoping that I'd find someone who can combine nutrition guidance with workouts. I know my problem is not how much I eat, but what I eat. I'm tired of thinking about it all and would like someone just to TELL me what to eat and when to eat it and, by golly, I'll do that.
What I learned is that this program is not going to be easy and it will be a complete change in my whole lifestyle. That scares me some, but it also invigorates me. After taking all my measurements and enduring that damn fat calibration pincher thingy, I came home and made my grocery list filled with veggies and healthy items.
I woke up and went straight to the store and then on to the gym afterward. The trainer recommended that I run 2 miles today as well as follow a more strict diet until I can meet with her on Wednesday to get the full plan and my workout regimen.
I feel good so far. So, good that I came back and decided to take part in Nicole at Sitting Still's poetry challenge. (Check out my pal Tam's entry too--hers is really good!) And, because I'd just come from the gym, you will understand the topic of my muse for the day.
I am sweating,
striving for a goal,
that has eluded me so long.
But, this time I will reach it,
and my wings will dry.
I will fly freely...
forever more.
posted by Crazy MomCat @ 12:01 PM
5 Comments:
Great poem. I love that technique! I need someone to tell me HOW to write poetry and then I'll do it. Otherwise it's too overwhelming - much like diet and exercise, no? Good luck to you. You're off to a great start. I know you can do it!
I love that. You sound so positive and motivated. Go GIRL!!!
Yay! you will succeed! (98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed!)
dang, ya'll are good... i took part too :)
Good for you, girl!! I'm curious to hear how this personal training goes, because I've been wondering if I should give it a try or not to give me some motivation. Keep that dedication strong!
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