Oh my! I just got back from working out with my trainer and my body feels like a long noodle. I can barely stand up. Since I was in high school I have always said I was going to hire a personal trainer the minute I got engaged. Well, that I did and I am SO regreting it now. I am working out with a husband/wife team twice a week and I have never worked so hard in my life! My first day I was so motivated and ready to work as hard as my poor little (big actually) body could handle. I came right from work and was in the best mood ever. My hair was be fixed in a perfect ponytail and I wore the cutest matching exercise outfits. Now, I come in with a frown, my hair looks like I have been napping all day, and I wear the same shirt I slept in the night before. I answer with one word replies and I'm just miserable...I repeat, MISERABLE.
But, today I think I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. A lady at work said, "Wow, you're arms are really toned...what do you do?" All I wanted to do was kiss this lady on the mouth! Yes, I said ON THE MOUTH. All this dreadful working out, complaining and whining to Willy is actually starting to pay off. I've only been doing the workout for about 4 1/2 weeks and people are already noticing small changes? I love it! So, tonight when I went to my session I was actually pleasant for once. I told my trainer that I'm not going to whine or complain tonight. He said I don't complain I just work really hard, so that made me feel a little better. I really thought I was a total pain in the rear, but guess not. We are measuring next week so I will definitely report back on how many inches, if any, I have lost.
Now, off to take a cold shower and have Willy massage my calves...he's ready for me to be done with this mess, I'm sure!