The time had come…the time when I stepped up and became a personal-trained WLB!
Today was my first personal training session in years. I had sessions regularly in my mid-twenties, but piled so much weight back on that it was impossible to keep up…plus, that particular trainer ended up running off with my dosh! Also, this was the first ever time with an hour PT session…I used to have half hour ones…eek!
My trainer works at the gym I attend and has been fabulously supportive since day one. He showed me around, made me feel welcome, helped me write my programmes, and just kept an eye on me. So when I found out that he was due to qualify as a trainer, I spoke to him about my aims and signed up for ten sessions.
It was kind of a done deal to be honest really. I like to work with decent people and he isn’t as nobbish – no nobbishness on display at all – as some of the trainers I have had the misfortune of hearing – like one who was boasting about a client of his dropping from a size 26 to an 18 in just four weeks…and then he later told Mr WLB to check himself out in shop windows to see progress…hmmm…bullshit isn’t my cup of tea! Dysentery, not training, gets that sort of weight loss…and checking yourself out in shop windows just gets you a reputation as a dickhead!
So my trainer and I have known that this day was coming for a few weeks. We went through a consultation back in January and set some goals and had booked in today’s session. I got a little worried when he told me to rest up the day before the session as I would need all of the energy I could muster. It was with trepidation that I climbed the stairs at the gym today…and the stairs get my heart-rate going enough, never mind training sessions.
Mr WLB went first and had his muscles pounded. I decided to psych myself up by reading some of the NLP mind state stuff that I do with my coaching clients…you have to practice what you preach after all! Finally, I entered the studio feeling like Kylie…I didn’t leave feeling like Kylie, but more about that soon!
Matt – my trainer – had set up a little circuit with Kettlebell work, Vipr tube work, dumbells for farmer walks…and boxing gloves – I LOVE boxing. We started off in the studio and I was doing twelve reps of two different Kettlebell lifts, two different Vipr bar lifts, a farmer walk and then back to the beginning…I think we did this for maybe fifteen or twenty minutes. Then it was onto some boxing and we did sets of various boxing moves with some walks in between to get my heart-rate down. Again, this was for fifteen minutes.
It was then to the gym and for some work with the weights – some work on those pulley machines…not an ercolina, but I don’t know the name of this particular machine. We did some between the legs pull things which build up the lower back muscles for dead lift work…it wasn’t a pretty looking exercise, but effective! And then I did some work on the middle of my upper back with some crossover exercises.
Then it was on to modified push ups and pull ups…easier versions for me and my ability level.
It was then time to faint…I didn’t – but at the fifty-five minute marker I had to sit for a moment as I was getting those fainting signs I mentioned the other day! So I sorted myself out and then did a cool down on the elliptical machines, before heading for some stretches…at which point I got further signs of a faint coming on and so sat on the floor for a few minutes. Bless Matt…I had warned him and to be honest, I was pleased to have gotten so far in the session before feeling like that. I think I might need to switch to four smaller meals to keep the energy levels up for this exercise malarkey…but I will ponder that for a few days.
We finished up and I headed to the car to grab a banana and more drink.
I was fine. My diabetes medication may have something to do with it. The last guy I saw was reluctant to change it at all…but was told to half it by his boss. My blood results come back far better than non-diabetics, and have done on the last three occasions. I have been told that because my results have changed so quickly, they are hesitant to take me off the tablets as it’s not really happened before…my diet is almost too good now and it’s not something they usually experience. So whilst I polish my halo, I just wish the people I see will make up their bloody minds about what I need to do, as fainting spells are not my thing.
My stupid worry I have is that people might think it’s an attention opportunity, or a moment of me grabbing a rest…the fat girl being lazy. I am happy to push myself to the point of throwing up and I am happy to push myself to the point of not having any strength left – even though I would never be made to go this far! But I am not happy to fall on the floor and crack my head open!
As I said, it’s a stupid worry…and one that I will get over. I just want to prove that I can do this…to all of the doubters and assholes – like my old boss, whose face I imagined when I was boxing! Mr WLB was recording some of the session, and the intensity of some of my punches match the moments I thought about her! I doubt that she ever thinks of me though…more than likely she has her mind on whichever senior manager it is she needs to bed in order to keep her job!
Anyway, it was a marvellous session – I can feel the burn now, which is bloody marvellous.
Following the gym, I had two horses out of four to worm. This is a logistical nightmare when they aren’t stabled. In a stable, you can feed them individually and there are no problems…in a field, they change buckets and argue over feeds! So I managed to get the Shetland sorted first, and then my Mums mare whilst Mr WLB – who won’t go in the field with them for fear of being trampled on – kept the others occupied with treats. My youngest horse is now huge – he seems to have flourished being outside all winter…he is massive – I will need step ladders to get on him eventually.
I am convinced that our winter field has it’s own weather system – a bit like the Cairngorms! It was icy cold with a bitter wind whistling up the hill…my hands were frozen and I had to wash the wormer off…in cold water. It was agony – my hands were burning! I managed to find one glove in my car, but it was the opposite glove to the hand that was really cold. It was rather interesting trying to drive with a backwards glove!
After the horses were wormed and watered, it was a trip to Asda and then home for a quiet night in! Which was punctuated with a trip to see the kids, but I will tell you about that tomorrow as it’s Valentine-related! So that’s it then – a great day, a great workout, and hopefully a great sleep!
Breakfast: Banana porridge (5 syns).Lunch: Chicken salad with cheese and wholemeal rolls (HEA and 2 x HEB).Dinner: Chicken, bacon and veggie pasta.Snacks: Two mini Green & Blacks bars (9 syns) and Total Greek yogurt with berries.A good food day today. Mr WLB made the porridge and I am not sure that he used enough water…it was like grout! A nice tikka chicken salad for lunch, followed by a nice pasta dish for dinner. I cooked some chicken breast and lean bacon, with onion, pepper, mushrooms, spinach and cherry tomatoes, with chilli and garlic…yummy! And then some chocolate and yogurt with fruit for my evening snacks.
Exercise: 5 minute warm up followed by 60 minute PT session.
Thank you for reading,
Weight Loss Bitch xxx