So I got pretty distracted from my weight loss goal during September. There was always something else to think about, focus on, and keep me out of the gym. I honestly don't even know if I made it into the gym one time during the month. Bah.
However, once we arrived in California, I was pumped to get back on track and continue where I left off. I had read a few friends' Facebook posts about great Zumba classes so I decided that was the gym I would join. I'm proud to announce I am a new member of 24-Hour Fitness. I also decided that I had proved to myself (and the blogging world) that I can NOT do this on my own and decided to throw caution to the budget wind and hire a personal trainer. When I was signing up I was pretty much putty in their hands and followed their suggestions. I have a trainer hired for 3 days per week for 8 weeks. It's go time.
Holy cow, I have NEVER worked out so hard in my entire life. I used to think that I knew how to work out. I did not. Steph has me doing box jumps, jump ropes, frog jumps, and wall jumps. She has me doing regular planks, high-low planks, and (for the love of pete) walking planks. She has me hating burpies, burpies, burpies, and more burpies. I've bear walked around the gym, sprinted then push-up-ed, boxed and kick-boxed, lunged throughout the cardio machines, ran on a treadmill, walked backwards on the treadmill, and even PULLED the stinkin' treadmill with my hands.
I used to be able to run a quick errand at Target after working out... not anymore, my friends. I had to go buy new shirts to workout in because cotton tanks just don't cut it anymore. I am a sweaty gross mess. Pushing myself so hard and finding out what I am actually capable of is pretty awesome but I disgust myself with my own stench.
Tomorrow is my first measurement day since signing up two weeks ago. I added one extra training session this past Saturday, so I have completed a total of 8 sessions with Steph. I'm feeling stronger in just two weeks but am doubtful about the actual weight loss. It usually takes a month or so to see the results show up on the scale so I have pretty low expectations. I'm getting a lot of motivation from seeing a bit less pudge and a little more muscle, and have my sights set on FINALLY getting back to wedding weight!