Day One

Today was Day One of working out with my personal trainer. I can't even tell you how excited I am about this. Not even close! But, I am super stoked. Brandon, my trainer, is one of the nicest Christian guys I've ever met. He's easy to talk to and we get along great. Plus, he used to be a Razorback football player and he's super buff, so he looks qualified. :-) Seriously, though, he will definately keep me motivated to reach my goal. So, to get back to what I weighed when I got married, I have 36 pounds to lose. That's the official goal. He took my measurements and I about cried when he wrote them down. I really don't remember what my measurements were back in the day, but I know my waist was 27 and lets just say I have more than a few inches to lose there... and we won't even touch the hips...
At the end of the work out, we did abs. I did pretty well on the crunches. I think I can still crunch with the best of them (for a couple minutes, anyway!). But then he "stood" on my feet to keep them flat, with me laying down and told me to go all the way up. I already knew that these massively-stretched-by-babies-three-times "used to be" abs of mine would never do that. He said, "Come on, give me 12!" And boy was I fired up. I took a deep breath and nearly popped my eyeballs out trying to get all the way up. I finally made it and he said, "Alright, good, just give me 6!" He realized that I clearly was not going to give him 12 no matter how hard I tried. So I went down and prepared to go for #2 and it just simply would not happen! I was trying so hard, but I just couldn't do it. I was actually laughing so hard at this point, I had to compose myself. This flabby belly is more flab than I realized! There is very little muscle under there at this point. So, being so kind, Brandon said, "Come on, 1 more!". I mustered up some strength from my toes or something and managed to get all the way up. PATHETIC!! I was almost embarrased. But, I will get better. That's the point of this whole thing, right. To get healthier and more in shape than I am now. I even told that horrible large number on the scale "Bye-Bye". I even said it outloud. I don't ever want to see that number again. I know it's going to be hard, but I'm motivated to do it. I'm so thankful that I have a helper now to keep me going. I'll keep you posted!!