It's been awhile since I have reported on my actual workouts. I guess that's because I have been busy writing and singing, going to France and talking about that. Going to the gym and working with my trainer has become less of a novelty which I guess is a good thing. It is part of my lifestyle now. It is routine like putting on my glasses or brushing my teeth. BUT because I work with a professional trainer it has not gotten easier, in fact Jeremy the Devil slave driver comes up with subtle ways …
The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: Showing Up Is Half The Battle
I didn't think about it. I knew I had to go. Even as the pain in my back and knee hampered my every move in bed, I got up slowly, cautiously. I thought to myself: "How the Hell am I going to the gym? I can't even go to the toilet!" In the old days, I would have cancelled this session and stayed in bed all day. Still I had an appointment with Trainer Jeremy and I said to myself: "One day my pain may keep me from it, but not this pain, not this day!" The folks at the Spa at Trump Chicago …
The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: In the Groove, Feeling the Positive Effects of Moving My Body.
I'm in the groove. Six weeks of fitness and there's no sign of me stopping yet. I have been hauling my ass to The Spa at Trump every week, for one hour, three times a week of intense fitness training - intense for a fat broad who hadn't moved her keister in about six years! And I am accountable to my giver of this great gift and the 3000+ Facebook followers who have been tracking my progress. At first I wasn't going to tell anyone. I thought: 1. Who Cares? 2. I didn't want to be one of those …
The Adventures of Permanent Lifestyle Change Girl: Eating and Moving and the Fear of Knee Pain.
I am committed to making this work. But I am afraid that my knee pain will kick in and make this activity a living Hell. My new relationship with fitness is a month old. If this was a love affair I would be cautious. I wouldn't call it a "real relationship" yet. I would wait until three months to see if it had legs. Will my knees hold up and let me stay with it? Is it a committed relationship, or am I just having a casual fling? There is no choice in the matter. I'm in it for the long haul. …