24 Hour Fitness Testimonial

For those of you who do not know, I workout with a trainer a couple times a week. I am still trying to loose my baby weight...post baby weight...lazy weight...whatever you want to call it, I am trying to lose it. Below are the three pictures showing my progress. The first one is in May 2010, Evan is 4 months old, the second is in August 2010, Evan is 7 months old, and the final one is in February 2011, Evan is 13 months old. Below that is my testimonial for the gym. I am really proud of myself, I still have a ways to go, but every pound and inch lost is more motivation.

I felt deceived, misled , stupid, and frustrated. I fell into a trap. The trap of “you are eating for two”, “it’s okay, you’re pregnant”, “you must fulfill your craving”. You know what I am talking about. I need not go any further. At the outset of my pregnancy I vowed to only gain 20 lbs at the most. I wish I could say that I succeeded at that, but I didn’t. At 27 weeks pregnant I moved from Salt Lake City, Utah to Dallas, Texas. I really didn’t know anyone, so I spent a lot of time by myself setting up our home and exploring the city. Eating out became easy and convenient, and part of my daily routine. So, the pounds packed on. But I justified it with my pregnancy. On December 31, 2009, we welcomed our little bundle of joy to the world. I believed that some how, miraculously the weight would just melt away. I felt like this belief was confirmed when I decided to nurse my baby. People told me that you lose weight so easily when you nurse. Well, that may be true for some people, it was not true for me. So I continued to eat what I wanted justifying the calories because I was nursing and the pounds continued to pack on. Total I gained about 60 pounds. I was devastated. I had never weighed nearly 200 pounds. I was overwhelmed, and didn’t even know where to begin. I always worked out prior to pregnancy and being a mom. I had worked with a trainer, and I knew how to do it, but I felt like I was so deep in my own hole, that it would just be easier to stay where I was…comfortable.

Finally, after having to purchase clothing for a trip and seeing my Dad (who lovingly pointed out to me that this was not healthy or good for me) for the first time since my son’s birth, I was motivated, barely, to do something. I talked to my husband and he agreed a gym membership was the way to go…we canceled our gym membership when we moved to Dallas. I really wanted a trainer, but knew that it would cost some money. I stayed quiet about it, knowing timing was everything, and then the next day my husband suggested that I work with a trainer a couple times a week to get some extra help. When I was asked which trainer I wanted, I had no idea and just said whoever comes up with my availability, and that was Kimberly. I have been nothing but pleased and I am so happy with my results. I don’t do everything perfectly. I have unhealthy days, I have off weeks, but Kimberly works with me, encouraging me, not ridiculing me for imperfection and she has, and continues to, learn what works for me and has a genuine interest in me as a person and getting to know me. Hiring a trainer was certainly the best thing I could have done, and it is worth every dollar sent its way. I have currently lost 24 pounds and several inches. I have a ways to go, but I am so encouraged by my progress.