The word for today is sore

Remember Pee Wee's playhouse? I always loved the word for the day and how he would go crazy every time they'd say it. (I had a weird fascination with Pee Wee's playhouse growing up, but we'll leave that blog for another day!)

Anyway, the word for today shall be sore! Which by definition, doesn't begin to describe how I feel today.

So let's take it from the top. Over a month ago I signed up for LA Fitness. I have been going here and there, but nothing too religiously. One of the perks of signing up was that I would receive a free session with a trainer. I made (and canceled) 2 appointments before. So I figured it was time to get this over with. On Tuesday I went and spoke with one of the trainers to once again schedule my appointment. He weighed and measured me, and at then end of all this he made a remark that has ever since replayed in my head a million times. "Based on your current height and weight, you're obese." OBESE? Wow, that was harsh! So, needless to say, yesterday I was determined to hit the gym and take whatever punishment he had ready for me. (even though I disagree about the obese comment. I figure his chart was for gringas. Latin girls should have their own chart!)

It went better than I thought it would. I worked out harder than I ever have and I felt it. But it was all worth it because I know it will pay off in the end. Plus, when I got home, Andy had gotten me roses because he was so proud that I actually went through with the training session. With support like that, I don't think it will be hard to meet my goal!

As we speak I'm sore beyond belief, yet motivated to continue.

Stay tuned. :)