My goals have always been fitness related rather than weight related. I can’t say why. Maybe it’s because I wasn’t athletic as an obese child. Too often I was picked last for a team because everyone knew my weight would just get in the way of them winning. I am positive that my sport-specific goals are driven by an inner-child wanting to be accepted on the team.
Since I wrapped up my running in December with the Las Vegas 1/2 Marathon, I’ve been focused on my personal training business and making sure my clients are achieving all of their goals. It is rewarding, but I recently was asked by one of them what my current fitness goals are. It took me back. For the first time in a long time I couldn’t answer the question.
Do I really need an event or is working out enough for me? I need the events…something to reach for that stretches me to yet another level I dared never dream of as a child. Training for events is what fires me up on a personal level to go further and further. That’s what makes me tick and that’s what keeps me slim.
So, ladies and gentleman, here are my goals:
1. I have entered the 3-day *** Cancer Walk in the Twin Cities the weekend of August 24. This is the biggest event I have trained for to date. We’re talking 20 miles of walking a day for three days. It will be tough, fun, hard, exciting, tiring, and motivating. If this doesn’t challenge my body…nothing will.
2. I’m going heavy! You read it right. For the first time in my life I’m going to put on some weight, THE RIGHT WAY. Current weight is 133-135. Goal is to add in five pounds over the next four to five months. I want to add in muscle and build out the shoulders and legs.
My shoulders are my pride and joy. They are sexy and I would love to put another inch on them. My legs are a mess. Loose skin from years of sodas, weight gain/loss, junk food, and gaining too much weight while pregnant has took a bad toll. My goal is to blow these puppies up. I don’t care if I wear a size 10 when it’s over. Right now I am a six/four who is ashamed to wear shorts. If I have gams of steel at a size 10 you better believe I’ll be sporting some size 10 shorts!!! Amazing how I’ve gone from letting the scale dictate who I am, to going by size of my clothes, to now going my mirror image. Wow! If this isn’t a major milestone for a former obese kid- NOTHING IS!
There you have it. My big goals for the next four to five months. I can do it and I will do it. Luckily for you I’ll be writing the story the entire way. 