My workout today was really difficult. My legs were cramping and I was sweating buckets. I didn't eat too well all day. I didn't want to finish my food, skipped the afternoon snack till right before my workout, and snacked on an egg as my salmon was cooking. That's what I get. I knew I had to eat my food, but I just didn't feel like finishing anything. I also don't think I got enough water. While I was cooking my salmon I had a couple brief waves of dizziness... I will try to remember this the next time I don't feel like eating!
My trainer really is a good guy. I'm not sure if he tries to be, but I think he is very patient with people he works with. He is certainly patient with me. I know I made the right choice in choosing to work with him. I think of his smiling face when I want to eat ice cream.
OK... I'm confessing. I'm eating a Dryers Fruit Bar... I'm not sure this will fly with the trainer... but I want cold, fruity comfort.
I think that choosing to work with a trainer is really about recognizing that I need help. I could try to do this alone, sure. And probably with some decent success with the commitment I have. But, just like with other things, having help ensures that I stay on the path to meeting my goals. It is validating and a reminder of how much I can do with hard work and a bit of advice. It helps me to see things from another perspective. And what would I do if I started and felt that pain in my leg? I probably would have gone home and called myself defective. Now I'm working through it. Step. Step. Step.
I feel so noob at this, but that's what also makes it so exciting!
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