And this is my trainer:
Sandra and I have been training with Rupe for 2 years. One year of once a week, one year of twice a week. We started out in his garage gym, and now he has this wicked new place.
We don't always want to go, but we've been faithful, and usually actually work hard. He's an excellent trainer, and by god, we are seeing results! I thought I saw a rib the other day (I didn't), but I truly have seen the shadow of abs and can feel my hip bones for the first time in ages.
I'll be honest and say that there are two big reasons I've stuck with this, this long. Uh, Rupert :) and Sandra. Training with a buddy is the way to go, we don't want to let each other down by skipping. He makes it fun, there's a lot of teasing and name calling (San is Mugzilla, and I am Slackasaurus), there is also a lot of tough and varied workouts. He gives us weights that we would never pick up on our own and makes us do things we hate, like anything that involves jumping.
I've also started to throw some jogging in the mix. I hate jogging. Hate. It. But apparently interval cardio training is the fast track to weight loss.
I just had a friend comment on my muscles in the grocery store parking lot. Even came up to give them a squeeze. Maybe he was being fresh, but I was still all shiny about it.
Muscles, I has them.
|check out that shoulder!|