Last night I had an opportunity to be on Mamavation TV. I feel I don’t do well on camera (yes, Bootcamp was way out of my comfort zone) or when put on the spot with questions and responses. I was just there to be a support and didn’t realize I would be called on to give any more than my opinion on the #2weekchallenge . I am someone who really likes to think through and put thought into my words, or I don’t feel they are conveyed as I intend. I think this is why I enjoy blogging, but also why it is a laborious process for me. I can’t just put my words down, I must also read and modify and re-read and edit them till I really feel I am saying what I intend. Then I have my husband (editor-in-chief of Lumpy to Lean) come in and read it to make sure that I am getting my point across, as well as, fix any overt grammar errors. Last night’s show was about fitness, but I feel that I forgot that message when the questions came and my words didn’t give the sense of how important fitness is to me. For me, fitness has been an underlying part of my Journey to lose the weight that I have already lost. While it is true that the bulk of the weight actually started to actually come off once I figured out my eating and made huge changes there, the journey all began with fitness/exercise and, without that underlying foundation, I would not be where I am.
I started over 6 years ago by joining a gym. I went regularly for over 6 months without actually making much change other than trying to move more. I had done exercise programs before throughout the years but would stop when life got in the way or I just lacked the motivation. I was at the gym multiple times a week, so why was the weight not falling off? I was getting quite frustrated. Mind you my workouts were half-hearted at best. I was extremely overweight and I was doing little more than climbing on an elliptical and barely breaking a sweat (even though the machine told me I was burning 500-700 cal for effort). The problem is I thought the machine was giving me a workout. I was there, and I went 60 minutes like a rat on the wheel. It’s no wonder that I dreaded the time, and I wasn’t losing the weight I wanted or needed to lose.
It was just about 5 years ago (Sept 2009) that I signed up for a “Biggest Loser” type of class at my local gym. That program included trainers that would work with us once a week. We’d weigh in, talk about weight loss and, most of all, we would work out “Bootcamp Style”. It was then and there that I realized what was happening in the gym: simply jumping on the elliptical and sweating a bit was not doing anything for me. I learned that in order to really succeed that I needed to put in much more effort in my workouts. My trainers (Rick & Deb) were terrific. They would push me and push me to keep going (not anything like what you see on the TV show, nowhere near that much drama at least). But they knew better what my body was capable of than I did at that point. It is true that only I know my body’s limitations, but they could see my potential. It was at this point that my body began to actually change.
Although I still didn’t have all the pieces and was actually missing some key components, I was on my way finally and the journey had truly begun. It was at this point that I started going to the gym almost daily (4-6 days a week) and while the weight still wasn’t coming off as fast as I truly wanted, I was making huge steps toward where I am today. I was creating fitness habits that would last a lifetime, and — most importantly for making the habits last, I was finally enjoying the work to get where I am. I often now refer to myself as a “gym rat” as it is my home away from home, and I am truly enjoy being there (at least most days). I know that I don’t need a gym to work out. I do and have done many workouts at home when time and circumstances don’t allow me to get into the gym. Many people do it without the gym at all, but for me it is a routine it is a consistent piece of my day where I can focus on fitness and working toward a stronger me.
I just recently completed a Personal Trainer Certification program and now am officially a card carrying member of the fitness community. I ask myself all the time what I now want to do with this training and where I want to go with this. My answer is always the same. I want to help others do what I have done. Do I want to follow people around at the gym, seeking clients? No, I want to inspire others to push themselves and to reach their potential within. I want to show others that they are capable of so much more. I want to encourage people to keep pushing forward and not give up because while it seems to be insurmountable, it truly isn’t. I want to show other women that the weight room isn’t a scary place, and they have as much as right to be there as the guys slinging around 100lb dumbbells. This is why my focus is here. I believe I can do that much more effectively by example and by encouraging my readers and myself as I push myself further.