Week 5

I noticed I was feeling paranoid as I was leaving today (Thursday). I thought I was being followed. Then, I realized it was just my butt dragging along behind me. It was creating such deep ruts that I began looking around for any maintenance crews that could have used my help. "Excuse me there, but could you use my butt to dig that trench for you?" Man!

Jeremy gave me a new nickname..."Spunky." As he was encouraging me to keep on rather than throw up he said, "Come on, Spunky!" I really liked that. I kept thinking about what "spunky" meant to me. The more I thought about it, the more I really wanted to be that. I wanted to be cheerful and determined and a fighter. I felt stronger and stronger. We started working with free weights, and I must have been feeling good because I didn't even have the urge to hit someone in the head with one!

I really can tell a difference since I've been working out. I feel better about myself, more confident, and not wanting to hide as much. Working with a personal trainer is the best thing I've done in the working-out category. I absolutely love working with Jeremy. He challenges me, makes it tough, focuses on what I need, and encourages me the whole way.

I just hope he doesn't fall into that butt-rut of mine and break his other arm.