I think I broke my ass...

Two weeks ago, I started working out at a new gym.  I had been gym shopping for awhile and finally found one that met all of my requirements (which were many).  I wanted something that worked for both myself and my daughter who is new to the whole " fitness/gym" thing.  Now let me just say this, over the years I have had nightmare-ish experiences with trainers.  Most of which stem from dealing with inexperienced and immature trainers in regard to dealing with obese and morbidly obese clients.  They are not trained to understand the issues that we face or to understand the mindset that many obese people have.  They are not prepared for our physical challenges or emotional issues and they do not know how to get us beyond the point of excuses and fear and lead us to success.

 I have experienced everything from stupid immature kids who just graduated from "trainers school" ( one even watched me have an asthma attack and during it told me he like my shoes because they reminded him of yoga shoes) to a female ( and I use that Fraze gently) trainer who told me that "I smelled good, good enough to eat"!    I'm not into women, but even if I was, she looked like Ernest Borgnine in lip gloss.. 

When I joined this gym, I explained all of my concerns to the director and he put me into the hands of the fitness director, Terrance.  Needless to say, my expectations where low.  I was about to be amazed!  Out comes this young, amazingly built, sweet spirited black man, (who is happily married and has five children...damn, never fails) who is incredibly and extensively trained and experienced. (He ran down his resume to me...wow) and AMAZINGLY , he is very experienced in dealing with obese and morbidly people.  He knows our limitations, our bull**** excuses our emotional issues AND works you beyond all of that.  Wow. The first five sessions I spent going over nutrition, routines and body limitations.  I have never seen results this quickly in my body.  Six pounds down and I am already seeing definition in my legs and arms and my balance and endurance has improved. 

But I must admit....everything hurts.  My bellybutton, my elbows, my eyelids, Jesus, even my hair hurts.  I think I even broke my butt... 

So, if you haven't gotten back to the gym in a while, if you have been unmotivated and discouraged, I beg you not to give up and get back to the gym or into a class and with a qualified person to help you.  I admit, they are rare, but they happen. Get moving again.  Broken ass and all, I am so glad that I did. 

( Thanks Terrance for being....amazing)!!!!

I had to RUN to read this post - cause with an azz like yours..... curiosity over what could POSSIBLY break it overwhelmed me.....

Umm - so yea - the whole point of the post.... right.  good for you for getting a trainer!  I feel you on the experiences - my trainer worked with a lot of post WLS patients and she was off the CHAIN with me - even saw thru all my game and BS (including tryna tell jokes to get longer rests breaks) I wouldn't have done what I did in my first two years without her. 

KEEP WITH IT!!!!