Taking the Plunge!

Woo Hoo! Yee-ha! and all that Jazz. I did it! I finally did it! I meet with "THE TRAINER." Insert theatrical music here, like when the "who dun it" is solved. I did have an appointment at 9:30am with another mini Barbie. This one was not at all as bad as the first one. She was more regular looking and seemed down to earth. Nonetheless, the "boss" man called 15 minutes before the appointment and said he needed to speak to me "about my appointment." I heard that message and thought, GREAT! Another one "gone?" I blew off the whole entire thing. Ok, I guess here, I should mention that I forgot about the appointment until I heard the message. It didn't matter. It sounded like there was a problem, so it would not have happened anyway. Right? This is where you agree with me, nodd your head please. Thank you. Finally around noon, I get my groove back and decided I need to do this. I called twice until I finally reached, "HIM." His name is Melvin, and he is a really nice guy. I think this will be a good fit. I felt comfortable with him, heck he knows how much I weigh! My husband doesn't even know that. Hmmmm. I know the point of this "meeting" was to have them give me their sales pitch on how you need to incorporate "trainers" into your routine, to get the best results, yada, yada, yada. He gave me his schpeel and I looked him in the eyes and said, "do you practice that at home?" At this point, we had developed a good enough repoire for a comment like that. Heck the guy drew this triangle and had letters and hand gestures. He was working it folks. I was short on time, so we wrapped it up soon after that. I did assure him I do have plans of getting a trainer. I want to ask for "training sessions" for my Birthday from all my friends. What a smart cookie, I am huh? Yeah, I know I should ask for something more "lasting" for such a milestone birthday. What's more lasting than improving my health? Well, all in all it was a good session. Parts of my body are hurting me this evening. I already took some pharmaceutical therapy for it. I'm fresh and clean and pretty smelling and off to bed.

Ready Set Go!

Well, here we are. I finally did it and joined a "fitness club" last night. I only got the tour and today I have an appointment to "work out" with my physical trainer. I don't even know how many sessions I get with this. Hopefully, just this one, cuz I already didn't like this chickie. She just rubbed me wrong. After working 12 + hrs on New Years Day, the last thing I wanted to do was sit in front of some blonde barbie girl and have her ask me, "So, why are you here?" What do you think Barbie? Arrrrr! I just wanted to look her straight in the eyes and let her have it. I am, dare I say it? Even my cardiologist hates this term, "morbidly obese." There, said it. Can we move on now. To make matters worse I am a Registered Nurse. Yeah, so I should know better. Well, 40 days from today, I will step into my 40th year of life. I want to begin that year on a better foot than previously. I know I have a long way to go. Put one foot in front of the other, is my mantra. The meeting of this personal trainer ended with "I want you to write down EVERYTHING you eat in the next 24 hours. That is your homework." So where does that have me today, totally concentrated and consumed with the thought of FOOD! I need to go get some workout clothes. Sadly, I don't even have anything I could work out in. Got the t-shirts but need some decent covering for the lower bodd. So, begins a plethora of firsts today. First time for me to create a blog. First step towards a better life. I just hope after my session today, I will still be able to "step" tomorrow......