trainer

I've had 4 real sessions with my trainer. 3 in the last two weeks.

O...M....G....

I already feel a little different, not that it's visible, but I...love....it...
I love the challenge, mental and physical. i love the trainer who wants to push me, who wants to see me succeed.

He wants to show my how to punch for real, invest in the gloves and wraps and everything. i think i'll do it.

After yesterday's workout, he asked if my fiance appreciated what i was doing there. And I SHOULD have said...I appreciate it. ME. I'm doing this for me. and it's already very positively affected my confidence. I'm pumped! Trainer is curious to meet Eric. He says a lot of the tough girls he sees, the guys, aren't as tough. I think i actually impress the unimpressable trainer. He had a huge smile on his face when i finished the "300"....which....by the way...is the type of workouts (not on the same level, of course!) that the tasty men in the movie 300 did to get in shape. I can see how it worked.

I'm even getting into protein shakes and amino acid supplements. serious business. now...my biggest challenge, is the weekend. UConn football tailgating. dinner for Theresa's birthday. possibly the Big E. How will i get through all of that w/o drinking too much or eating like a big fatty? ~sigh~ Well, i guess I'll just think about the food diary i told the trainer i would keep, and hope that keeps me on the straight and narrow-ish.