Today is day 11 on the NoOodle diet. It started with a training session with Aaron Morrison at The trainers Gym. The entire time I felt like puking! Every workout with him seems to get harder and harder. I have had trainers in the past and although they pushed me more than I would push myself they were not like Aaron, not even close. I use to love going to see my trainers because I would talk to them about my issue/issues of the week. They were more like a therapist to me than anything else. We would talk the entire time, not with Aaron. Who has time to talk when your training??? The entire time with Aaron I am either gasping for air or cursing or a combination of the two. If you are spending money on a trainer and you find yourself talking or laughing get a new trainer cause your not getting your monies worth.
Some of you guys are telling me you don’t want to send in pictures of your butt to enter into the NoOodle diet contest. I get it, I really do. I just posted my butt on my website for the whole world to see. It’s not confidential. I am being accountable for what my butt looked like when I started this diet. I am sorry for those of you who think this a dumb contest. How else are we suppose to measure our results? I have not weighed myself in years with the exception of my dr. visits and even then I close my eyes. If you are building muscle and trimming down the fat, it is quite possible that you will be losing inches and not losing pounds. Scales don’t work for me. I measure my results three ways, how my clothes are fitting, how I look and how I feel. When I am chubby or out of shape my sex drive goes down. I just don’t get into it as much as I do when I am looking my best. Can you relate with me? I have a feeling this is a female thing. Of course I know that John ( my boyfriend) would rather have me be a size six than a size ten. However, he is into me either way. It’s not about him anyway. Sex appeal comes from within.
However, I do remember in December after we left a Christmas party ( where all the woman were a size 2-6) he looked at me and asked, ”Do you think you will be big your entire life?” I looked at him and said, ” Big? I am not big…I am medium”. You may think that was a rude thing for my Johnny to ask me. I would rather think he was being honest. I was big for myself. When we met, over three years ago, I was a size six and looking hotter than I look today. Think about going on a beach vacation. The vacation is so much more fun when we are feeling good about our bodies. I hate it when I am feeling self conscious in that bathing suit, it’s no fun. Here is a picture of me & John. He is my lover, my best friend & my business partner in NoOodle. I know he loves big, medium, or small. When we decide to make a life change the only way we will truly reach our goals is when we make that change for ourselves.