I’ve been a personal trainer for 10 years now…whoa…. it’s been a minute!
Thanks to personal training I’ve had the pleasure of working with some pretty cool folks! I landed my very first personal training job working for two professional bodybuilders John DeFendis and the late Mat DuVall (…talk about an intimidating interview! These guys are HUGE!). I owe my start in the business, and a lot of knowledge about training/nutrition, to them. They gave me a foundation that to this day remains timeless. In a world of fitness fads, they taught me that new isn’t always better.
Many trainers and individuals have served as inspiration for my fitness journey. Each and every one of them pushed me to break past intimidation and reach for what I wanted out of life. There is one trainer that does happen to stand out from the rest…
I met my handsome husband, Brent, at the gym. He was a fellow trainer, just some crazy guy that tended to loiter in my office a little too long. He and I began working out together and to be honest I stole a LOT of training ideas from him (shhhh it will be our secret).
Fact is, no one has been more inspiring/encouraging to me than my hubs, Brent (note: no one has ever driven me more crazy either!). He has taught me tons in our crazy life together. He helped, still helps me, face my fears. My fears of not being good enough. My fears of being left behind. My fears of other’s opinions. He taught me it was ok to fail (in & out of the gym). He held my hand and led me to accept myself for who I was.
Enough of the sappiness…he also taught me proper form, weight-lifting technique, how to use hand wraps, the importance of having a decent spotter and a TON about eating to be lean. Brent is an old-schooler when it comes to fitness. If you wanna know how to get the best physique quickly and efficiently he’s your man! He is responsible for the fact that I am, and forever will be, a lifter at heart. I mean for real, I like the movie Pumping Iron. I blame him completely.
I have lazy days (ok, weeks). I am a real person (with real shit to deal with). I work a full time job. I am no longer able to spend hours and hours at the gym. But…
I still love all things fitness! While Brent is an old-school iron pumper. I am random. Especially in fitness! I get bored with the same ol’ routines, same ol’ classes, same ol’ results. I am constantly switching things up. I am a lover of Crossfit, Yoga, Zumba, Kickboxing, Boot Camp, Bodybuilding, Tabata, Cycling, Hiking, etc.
I have recently been slacking off in my eating and exercise routine! What a difference in how I feel. I am dragging!! I am logging off now, I have a hot date with my stairs…Look for a full body stair workout post soon!!!
I hope that by sharing my story I can inspire someone else to push past the fear! Take charge of your life! If I can do it, YOU CAN DO IT!!!!
Give me a shout out! Tell me about your fitness routines!
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away (ok maybe just one state over from where I am right now) lived a chick who NEVER had ANY weight issues. She had never given THOUGHT to working out at a gym. Then the UNTHINKABLE HAPPENED!!!! The girl had kids! Her body turned into a stranger! She was overweight, unhappy, unhealthy and was clueless as to how to deal!!!
Yep, you guessed it…I’m the chick. After the birth of my third kid (I have 5 total! They all ROCK!) I got tired of being tired. You feel me?? I hated to look in the mirror. I felt worn down all the time. I had to do something, but what?!? I tried a million workout videos and just as many quick weight loss schemes. I would lose a few pounds but then put it back on. Depression, a presence I have dealt with since the age of 18, began to tighten its grip.
I was either going to fight back or give in to the darkness. I chose to fight.
I was going to DO THIS! I was going to lose the weight and be a hot mama! I headed to the local YMCA. I joined, did a short cardio session. Then I went home and didn’t return for another month! I had three young children at home to deal with. I had more important things to think of. I had places to be. I had a plethora of excuses and let me tell you, I used them!
The truth is, I was terrified of the gym. Saying I was intimidated would be an understatement! I had never even SEEN most of those machines so of course I had NO IDEA how to use them!!! There were days I put on my gym clothes, got in the car, drove to the gym. Only to sit in the parking lot for 10 minutes before deciding to turn around and go home. It took multiple times to actually step my foot in the door, but I DID IT.
I found a comfortable elliptical in the corner out of the way. That became my go-to spot at the gym. It was there that I became a cardio queen!! I was killing it on that thing!! I starting losing a little weight & I was digging the weight loss but it was not a quick process. I was growing increasingly bored in my corner spot. Lucky for me, I caught the eye of a couple trainers. These two took me under their wing & let me join in on their personal workouts. They poured knowledge out and I soaked up as much as I could!
Those two changed my life. That small act of kindness, allowing me to join their workouts, was pivotal in my life. Kindness has a tendency to produce some pretty awesome shit!
I began to LOVE the gym. It became my refuge. I could take my frustrations and fears there & leave them!! I felt great, like I could conquer anything. For the first time in my life I felt comfortable going to the gym!! GO ME!
I lost the weight I wanted to lose and then some. I went from being overweight, unhappy, defeated to being healthy weight, energetic and happy! From a size 14-16 to a size 4-6. I didn’t have to dread getting dressed!!! Wooo hoooo!!!! I wanted to pass along that kindness I had been shown, so I became a trainer myself.
Hope sharing this helps someone else! If I can do it YOU CAN DO IT!!!!!!