It's personal trainer time

We're in Vegas all month and that's great because we're eating in. Totally normal for most people, but not for us when our work and social schedules have us on the road and in restaurants most of the time. I hired a trainer and I had my second, (but lets call it a first) session on Tuesday. It was rough. Good, but rough in the sense that I absolutely do not recognize the person standing in the mirror before me. I don't look like me.

There is a fat chick staring back at me, doing completely awkward stretches when all I remember is the girl who hiked 18 miles in one day with Sean Keener in the Wallowas, who plays softball, likes being outside and even really loves bicycling. I know I'm not the girl who biked an average of 60 miles/day every day in the Summer of 93, but I do remember biking 10 miles here and there when I lived in Marin. That was 10 years ago. TEN YEARS AGO.

So, I have to hurry up and do more blogging before I get back out there again. Back to the mirror. Back to the stretches and the calisthenics and the running around the trainer's apartment complex. It all seems so ridiculous. I'm dreading it. But I want a change so badly.

I'm still sore from Tuesday but that doesn't bother me too much because it's proof that I'm doing something, anything, to achieve my goal. What's my goal? Not inches or pounds - just to recognize myself again. To be able to climb some stairs and not be out of breath. To run a mile straight if not 2 or 3. To like seeing myself in pictures again. I know I can do it.

CURRENT: Las Vegas
NEXT: Not wanting to go anywhere

Comments

[Jessica]

Well...... we will be sure to do some Red Rock hiking and we have free passes to the gym at Monte Carlo, so at least two work outs when I visit!! :) Any day you come to Oregon, I promise to take you hiking.