Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Years ago I decided to join a gym. I was way overweight, had not exercised to speak of and my MD suggested this. I knew nothing about using any of the machines there and I really wanted a personal trainer that I heard so much about so he could teach me the correct way right from the beginning. So I joined a gym and was assigned Rob as a trainer. I came in that morning and here comes this 25 year old stud with a 6 pack and buns of steel. I was sooo intimated that I was shrinking. You all know the old me, lol. Well, he brought me to a machine and told me to get on it. The contraption was beyond me. I didn't know how to get on so he pushed and pulled me till I was in. Then he started in with the yelling. Do this, do that, get moving and so on. After a bit he said I wasn't ready for that machine yet, get off and follow him. So here I am in this machine with a bar under my knees and a bar over my ankles, my butt in a hole, nothing to hold onto or to pull myself up with and stuck. Rob yells from across that I hadn't earned the right to rest yet and get my butt over there. This kind older man came over and said to me "Let me help you dear" and he wedged my legs out and pulled me out of the seat. I promptly went to the desk, canceled my sessions with Rob and decided to go it on my own. I did this for a short time learning the machines by watching the people use them from my time on the treadmill. Then my husband retired and we started splitting up our time between CT and SC so I gave up that gym. SC has a free gym in our complex. Much smaller but still nicely equipped.
So the other day while at the gym, I was on the treadmill and thinking of how I just mosey along and decided to go like someone was coaching me. I cranked the incline up to 10 and wanted to see just how long I could do this. When we first came here, I was lucky to do 30 seconds but now I can do 5 mins. I make a game out of it and do a few mins at a lower incline working my way up and then back down. Before I know it, time has passed, I'm sweating and I move on to using the weight machines.
It's funny how people move into your life, leave an impression and move out again. If I had had a different kind of trainer, who knows what would have happened. It took all the nerve that I had just to go to the gym that first time and ask for help. Now I have no problem asking for help but I also don't need it often either, I'm an old pro and usually giving help. Everybody has a first time and when I watch the Biggest Loser at the beginning of each season, I am reminded of Rob and my experience. I'm in such a better place now, ;)