Two years ago I started on a fitness program with my friend and trainer Karen Pilote of Get Fit Over 40. I’ll never forget her coming to my house and seeing her newly toned and muscled body for which she had worked very hard to start competing in the elite posing world. As I watched her unpack her food for which she carried from Buffalo Airport to LaGuardia I marveled at her discipline and commitment. As a gift to get me started on my fitness journey she brought me a carrying case with multiple compact tupperwares for food packing. I thanked her but immediately it went in the garage as I thought to myself. “I won’t ever be needing those. That is too extreme and hard core. My life is different than hers. I could never do that.”
As the weeks went on following Karens plan I saw a weight loss and toning of my muscles but I constantly whined and complained about how hard it was to lose the weight and get healthy. I’m so busy. I have so many business social events. I’m in golf season. We all have a drink after the round. She listened impatiently with the quip, “Suck it up Buttercup”. If you want to change your body this is what you have to do.
Still I didn’t listen.
Well I went up and down 20 pounds for 2 years stubbornly doing it my way and not accepting her formula for success. I kept thinking I could do it “my way”.
Well my way was not working. Then I met Pat Hall who put me on her fat-burning diet and it brought me back to remembering Karen’s advice. I finally decided to suck it up and guess what? I did pack my own food many times, because for all the hard work I was doing I was not going to be sabotaged any longer with a restaurants subversive calories sneaking into my daily allotment just to eat out. It just wasn’t worth it any more.
Here’s to you Kar. I finally “get” what it means to take responsibility for my own health and well-being and get rid of all the excuses. I understand what all the motivational posts on your wall mean. I understand how difficult it is for you to watch “us” your clients do all the wrong things and then complain that our jeans are too tight.
I guess life is a mysterious journey and we don’t hear what we need to hear until we are ready. I’m sorry I was such a pain in the ass. 😉