Signing up for regular personal training sessions was one of the best decisions I have ever made. It’s right up there with deciding to take my health into my own hands. Of course, one wouldn’t have happened without the other.
We are our decisions. The good ones, and the bad.
Together, they all add up – hopefully, with the good ones outnumbering the bad.
But when you make a really good one – and follow through with it – you get a bucketload of sweet life bonus points that torpedoes you toward your ultimate goal.
To be healthy.
To be fit.
To take charge of my own life, and make it what I want, rather than let things just happen to me.
Personal training has been so empowering.
The weight and measurement changes are a happy bonus.
I’m using free weights on my own now – something that terrified me to do with the trainer when I started. I’m learning to read my body, understand correct form, and have the confidence in myself to know when I can (and can’t) do something.
I have core strength. Long have I ignored my core.
Ab work? What’s the point when I have a hefty 10kg to budge?
A strong core helps everything work better. Those free weights… can’t handle those babies without decent core work, too.
And I’m a giant sweaty sweat monster at the end of every session now. Every session.
Previously, nada. Nothing. Vilch.
Sweaty, and wobbly legged, I leave every session feeling like I’ve done a job well done.
Like I’m another step closer to my ultimate goal.
Like I’m on top of the world.
These training sessions give me confidence, endorphins, and a reason to be proud of myself.
Worth every penny.
I’d even go as far as to say priceless.