Thursday, January 8, 2009

First day with a Trainer

Okay so as everyone can see from pictures on this blog, my butt has gotten too big and way out of hand. Brian and Haley have been trying to "convince" in the most loving of ways that I needed to start exercising. The thing is, I HATE EXERCISING. Oh everyone says just find something you like and you'll love it. NO- I don't. I like nothing about sweating, sucking wind, and my head feeling like it's going to explode. Nope don't like it.

Anyone that knew me as a kid knows that I have never been a sport's kid, didn't have the coordination for it or competitive streak. However, many people don't realize I was an outdoors kid and the Mud Pie Queen of the trailer park I grew up in and I have even eaten dirt on saltines. We just had to be within Momma's shouting range and we lived outside and you know living in Louisiana I must have sweat. So this isn't a girly I don't like to sweat thing. I don't like to be too cold either, I like comfortable in particular central heat and air.

Well I have a two story house with 16 stairs- My Mother-in-Law counted them for me. One day Landree fell asleep in the car on the way home. People, I didn't think I was going to be able to get her up the stairs without a rest. Now granted she is 37 pounds but still not being able to carry my own child up the stairs disturbed me. Then I went to a meeting where I probably outweighed every woman there by at least 50 pounds. So I decided I might need to do something. Haley had been telling me about this wonderful neighbor of hers who did personal training in her home for like the last year- yes I said 1 full year. I mentioned it to Haley that I might want her number. Of course my wonderful friend got excited and bought me two sessions with her. Well crap, I was committed now. So through email, I set up my first appointment with Katie.

I was nervous and Brian kept calling to check on me that morning and Haley was working from home that day and I was supposed to go by and see her on my way out. I got to Katie's house on a Monday morning not knowing what to expect. This cute face met me

Doesn't she look all nice and sweet? And you're thinking at this point I'm going to say yah, she only looks that way. I'm not, she really is nice and sweet but good heavens that day I thought she might kill me. She first put me on a treadmill and immediately put the incline on 3 and told me that 3 is the new 0- yeah right. When you haven't even been doing 0- 3 is a lot. Then she put the speed down and started bumping up incline- hello, I have been known to fall walking on a flat surface an incline of 5-7 is a bit much. Well I survived that and then had to do squats on the wall with an exercise ball behind me- well let's just say that my coordination issues came in and I fell. But Katie was right there encouraging all the way.

The session is a bit of a blur- I did 12 stations but I will never forget one of the stations. She has this pair of yellow spin bikes. I'm thinking- I've got this. During one of my workout stints in college I rode the fool out of a stationary bike. This was my worst ASSumption of them all with ass being the key word here. The only thing a spin bike has in common with a stationary bike is two pedals and wheels. I won't even say a seat because a spin bike does not have a seat. Oh don't get me wrong- it is billed as a seat but I would be willing to bet it isn't half as big as the seat on the Disney kid's bike I have out in the garage. I kept telling Katie I thought something was wrong with the seat but I soon learned no that it was just my fat butt. It was so bad that Katie had to help me get my feet into the shoe holder on the pedal. People I did not think I was going to make it on that blasted bike and I only had to do 3 minutes. I got to thinking I had to be about done when Katie told me okay you got about a minute and a half left- Are you freaking kidding me?
That session I did all kinds of weights, treadmill, bike, stairs, you name it. Then at the end she put me lying down on the same exercise ball I had fallen with doing squats and told me we were going to do crunches. Lord have mercy I could barely balance laying on this ball let alone try to lift my head up. I thought come on abs where ever you are, don't fail me now. Well the abs informed me I hadn't used them is so damn long that I was on my own. I got all panicky and maybe got two off before I slipped off. Katie took pity on me and sent me on my way with orders to drink lots of water.

I wondered if I would be able to get myself into my Suburban. Thank heavens it has running bars but my legs were awfully shaky. I went by Haley's and mentioned the bike and she felt my pain and told me I might not walk normal for a week so that made me feel a little better. I stopped by McDonalds on the way home and got a salad because I wasn't sure if I was capable of fixing my own meal. The next night I had weight watchers. I sat next to Haley and remember making the mistake of trying to cross my legs. The next day I really wasn't sure I was going to be able to get on and off the potty. Wednesday night Brian had to pull me out of the chair to go to bed.
I still got up the next day and went to see Katie and I have been going ever since. I haven't noticed a huge weight difference but my body is definitely shifting things around and I am sooo much stronger. I haven't seen 3 pound weights since that first week or two, last week I did an entire 1 hour session on that bike I thought I was going to die doing 3 minutes on a 2 months ago, and now I can sit on that exercise ball, have Katie throw me a medicine ball, lay down back, put the ball over my head, sit back up and throw it back to her. I started having really bad back trouble that I normally have to go see a chiropractor to get fixed. I pretty much don't stand up straight for the first hour I'm up. Then one day after I had bent over I realized that I could use my butt and thigh muscles to stand back up. Since that day, I have had very little back pain- whatta ya know- 3 months of physical therapy didn't even teach me that. Do I like exercise now- NO, but I do like how I feel after I've gotten it done.

1 comment:

Newspurr said...

WAY TO GO, ERICA! I'm proud of you. It takes a lot of courage to start an exercise program and keep at it. You go girl!