Now for something completely different

I did promise that there would be some humor.  It has been awhile.  So here you go.

Whatever I do in reaction is my choice

I had an appointment with my trainer today.  I got there right on time, ready to go.  He tells me he thought our appointment was at 2:30.  I thought it was at 3:30. Instead of having him fit me in.  I told him I would wait to meet next week.  I left there feeling lots of things. Mad at me, because I got it wrong.  I was than got mad at him.  Thinking why didn't he send me a appointment reminder.  I was thinking why am wasting all this time and effort.  I have not been seeing much in the way of result lately.  I was ready to just say forget it.  I was ready to hit the McDonald's drive thru

On my way home, something I learned Sunday at church popped into my mind.  ( In case you read this Pastor Jim.  I do pay attention. I really am taking notes on my phone.) "Whatever I do in reaction is my choice.  I could choice to just be mad, sad, frustrated, angry or whatever else I was feeling.  Give up and just be done with it all. Go eat my Big Mac or 3. The other option is I could choice to push through it and use it get past whatever my problem is. Because to be perfectly honest it is my problem.  Not my trainer or anyone else problem. 

So I choose to react positively.  I choose to press on.  I choose to take responsibility when I make bad  choices. I choose to succeed.  

Strength does not come from winning. Your struggle develop your strengths

I have been finding it hard to stay motivated.  I just have not had the energy.  It's been hard.  The less motivated I get the more disappointed I get with myself.   I think I may have finally turned a corner.  I forced myself to workout today instead of going swimming with the kids. I walked into the gym grumpy, tired and feeling like I have made no progress in the last month.  Almost Defeated.  My workout started out slow and without purpose.  As I progressed, I felt my mood change.  My walked turned into a slow run.  My slow run turned into a fast run.  Soon I was adding inclines. I know this sounds weird and almost new age.  The harder I worked out, the better I felt.  My mood improved.  I had more energy .  I was able to do more push up then I thought I could. I think I figured out that my workout is more then pounds and inches.  It's about how it makes me feel. Don't get me wrong I will still check the pounds and inches .  But I am starting to figure it's not the important thing.

Check out Emmy Smith's Site.

Check out the link below.  For full discloser, Emmy is my nephew's wife.  Does that make her my niece inlaw?

http://fitandwellalloverworld.blogspot.com/

She has great tips.  She is a Certified Personal Trainer, Health Coach and Specialist in Sport Conditioning.  She is becoming a great resource of information for me.  

It Hurts so good.

Breaking in a new trainer

Today was my first workout with my new trainer. It felt good to leave the gym with that feeling of a hard productive workout.  My body is sore, but my spirits are up.  I have concluded that when you are in school to become a trainer,they must teach you to have that laugh.  You trainer know it.  That laugh that comes with that smile. Where you slightly enjoying the suffering and pain you are inflicting. I saw that smile and heard that laugh while I was doing my  new most hated exercise ,L Sits.  These make Squats look a walk in the park. I wanted to show a video.  But that would have given you the wrong impression of my ability.

I will be updating you on new adventures as I learn new exercises. 

FLIPBOARD MAGAZINE

Check me out on flipboard. I have created my own magazine.  I have compiled tweets and articles  that I find interesting .  Most are health and fitness. I try to find a few oddball ones to add to the mix.  Check it out at the below link 

Fat mans adventure at the gym ( the Magazine)

Three days in a row.

If the below guy can do it I can do it.   

WWAD (What would Alex do)

First I have been pretty laid back with my workouts.  Lots going on at home.   Truck broke, twins getting tonsils removed, add dance for Hannah, Gymnastics for Avery and everyday life stuff.  Before you know it the workout is on the back burner.  Well I have made it to the Gym two days in a row.  That is pretty exciting.  I am back on track.  I have my first real workout with my new trainer next Monday.  I meet with him last week.  It will be like starting over.  He was unable to locate the file of my workouts with Alex. (my copies are in the broken truck at the shop).  New workout routines, new challenges.   Speaking of new workout,  I discovered a new kettle bell workout online.  I have been doing Kettle bell crawl and carry.  

So I bet you are all wondering why this posting is titled WWAD.  Usually when I workout by myself.  I come up with excuses for not wanting to keep pushing.  If I have to do 1 minute, I will tell myself it's OK I did 45 seconds.  If I get tired I tell myself it's OK to do 2 sets instead of 3 sets.  Well today While I was workout, I was trying to think of a reason not to keep pushing.  As I was on my hands and knees convincing myself  to do my next set of crawls.  I thought WWAD (what would Alex do).  He would kick my butt. He would not put up with me coming up with excuses.   So I pushed through,  finished my final set.   So when I want to quit I will remember WWAD.