I had absolutely nothing to worry about! Having had a nervous stomach all day, I finally made it to my appointment with the trainer and she was exactly what I needed. We talked the whole time about the crazy health issues we’ve both suffered with our whole lives and how general practitioners had completely let us down, and how things were finally starting to look up once we had found a naturopath. We talked about nerdy things, I showed her pictures of my Geek Chic wedding (and she cried over the cuteness), and she promised she would never let me set foot on a treadmill because she hates them and fully supports women wanting to lift. It was a good day. There was a sad side to the meeting, though. According to her device, I am 39% body fat when 22% is considered the healthy range. So I have a journey ahead of me.
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Now, I had my actual training with her yesterday, and I’m pretty sure I died in the training room for a few seconds there. Today I am the most achey I have been in years and I didn’t know “squats” could be written on a coroner report for probably cause of death, but it’s definitely looking like a possibility at this point in time. As I’ve said before, I’ve apparently never actually done a real squat before, because my heels lift off the ground when I do. Well, that didn’t stop my trainer! She placed a large ball behind my back, handed me a 20lb kettle bell, and instructed me to squat past lateral (almost touching the ground (or so it felt)) a total of 45 times. Thankfully this was not in a row, but through 3 circuits of 4 exercises. It worked for my form, but all day I have been avoiding engaging any muscles in that area.
Have you ever been breathing but not feel like you are? Because that’s where I was at. All the blood in my body relocated to my head and oxygen got really confused as to what to do once it had been inhaled. So basically, what I learned was fantastic, but I think once I start doing it myself, I’m going to take it a little slower. By no means will I take it easy, but since I won’t be trying to please anyone, I won’t be pushing myself to the point I’m deciding whether to throw up or faint first. Also, I will be remembering to bring a water bottle next time.
![not dying](https://iamnotfatblog.wordpress.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/not-dying.jpg?w=560)
Or will be now.
So that’s it. I’m still here, but feels like barely.
Also, this never posted and I just realized it…fail. Have a great weekend!