Friday, March 29, 2013
When I first began my weight loss journey I joined a health club that is part of a local hospital near me -- I loved it because there were people of all ages and sizes, and they didn't discriminate. The classes were amazing, the facility is beautiful, always voted one of the best in our area year after year. When I started attending classes there and getting to know the instructors, I thought to myself that I would love to work there someday -- now mind you, this is when I was morbidly obese and I don't know who or what reasoning put that thought into my head, but there it was.
As the membership dues are high, as I neared closer to my weight loss goal, I needed to stop my membership since we are a single income family and I couldn't justify the cost any more -- I began going to the YMCA and for a family we could join at a fraction of a cost of this health club. But I have to admit, it broke my heart a little. The instructors had become my family, my cheerleaders. This was the track where I started running at, this was where I learned what "boot camp" is really about. This is where I tried spinning, zumba and NIA for the first time. This was my place. I told my boot camp instructor at the time that it felt worse than a breakup. But when you are on a fixed income, a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.
When I became a Walk Leader about a year ago, and I reached out to the fitness director at this Wellness Center, who happens to be my old boot camp instructor, I thought it would be great to teach my classes there. We went back and forth, but the timing wasn't right, however I never gave up on the dream to teach at this amazing wellness center. I began classes at a local church, but I kept her in the loop on my classes, and offered to teach free demos, etc. Well I am happy to say that a year later I am now an instructor on staff at the wellness center! Last night I had a free demo to promote my class that starts next week.
It just goes to show -- never give up on yourself-- or your dreams! They really do come true. And sometimes that little voice in your head, the one that says you can, is worth listening to.
My dad on the left, my friend LaTannya, me and her daughter Taria