For those who don't know me, I am a 46 year old mother of 3. I have been married for 27 years to a wonderful supportive man. I love God, my family and all things Disney. I have a wonderful life that I realize could be better if I just took better care of myself, and that is where it all began.
It all started back in December 2012 when I decided to drop off an application at Global Fitness for its annual Get it Back - Give it Back program.
I have long struggled with my weight and fitness but this program offered an opportunity to get some help and allow me to maybe, just maybe, figure it all out. I filled out the application and somehow managed to walk through the front doors of Global Fitness and hand it in. That may sound like a fairly easy task but it really wasn't. Gyms are intimidating and asking for help isn't easy for me. By handing in the application, I was asking for help. Step 1 over.
The information meeting finally arrived, and my girlfriend offered to come with me. I'm thankful she did because the place was packed and I was scared. I listened to everything everyone had to say and I came away inspired by the whole program and especially by the things previous participants had to say. 30-40 of us in that room would have the opportunity this year, out of 70-80 applicants. I left with everyone else to begin the long week of waiting. We would all know on Friday.
During this week, Biggest Loser started a new season. I watched those participants throw up, get yelled at, fall off the treadmill and break down and cry. I started to wonder if I really wanted to be a part of the program. I became scared I would get in and scared that I wouldn't get in. It was a roller coaster of emotions that week while I waited. I really wanted to change and I didn't have a plan B. Get it Back-Give it Back was it.
Friday came and I can honestly say I have never checked my email as often as I did that day. I wanted in and I wanted to know. When the email came and I saw my name on a team, it was a sense of relief and a feeling of total fear. Now I needed to wait out the weekend and on Monday I would meet Stephanie, my trainer and the rest of Team Castanet. The journey was about to begin.
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