How Can One Hate Mondays?
"You look really good". That’s what Billy told me this morning. I felt really good, too. He took it ‘easy’ on me this morning. It was an ab day with some shoulders. My period is coming (and I swear it’s been coming for two weeks, now) and I am holding more water than I have previously–around 4 lbs.), but there are still some noticeable improvements, especially in my arms. He asked me how everything was going and I told him: I don’t have any pants (because they are all too big) and my husband thinks all of my flexing is hilarious. I told him about my Thanksgiving plans and how I stuck to them and our workouts (with the exception of being under the weather for a few days). Then he said, "See, that’s why I don’t mind coming over here on Monday’s (he works at another gym in another nearby city). I give you the tools and you do the work. You don’t half-ass it". That acknowledgment made me feel really proud. Of all of the things that are going on in my life (in most people’s life) working out keeps me sane. The physical changes are great. But when I am working out I am in my own space–in my head. Sometimes, I can be on the elliptical and work out problems or reflect on something that I am doing (and would like to do better). Most times, I am there to feel the pain and to see how far I can push myself. I also respect the man and his time. If I fart around all week or decided to skip a bunch of workouts–he is going to know. And there would be no way that I could do the things that he asks me to do. Plus, I would be the one sucking rocks. I mean, he still gets paid, right? I’ve never understood how people could have a trainer and not milk the hell out of them. By that I mean, Billy has a ton of experience and knowledge that he is willing to give me (at a fee, of course). I am going to do what he says and then some. The reward is that I get closer to my goals FASTER.
Meeting with Billy on Mondays has added a new dimension to my week. I love beginning the week off with a challenge–I [heart] Mondays! I never know what is going to happen, I just know that it is going to be a test of my will and physical abilities. I’ve never been an athlete, so I suppose that is another reason why I am taking this so seriously. And I also think bodybuilding appeals to the the loner that I have always been. It really is a wonder than I got married–I love my solitude so much.
December 3, 2007 at 6:49 pm
I hear ya on the solitude thing. I think that about my marrige as well…I’m the same way. I love my solitude, which is why I love working out alone. I do love my DH though:)