Monday, November 7, 2011

Training Pants.

No, this blog is not about wearing training pants… Are those even made anymore now that they have pull-ups and all those fun things on the market?

That? Totally off-topic. Oh well. It happens…Often.

I’ve been thinking about how I think it’d be pretty cool to get my personal training certificate. This would be especially helpful with what I want to do down the road with my career. I want to mix physical health and mental health, and I think that by actually being able to work as a professional in both areas, would be very beneficial to me.

I’ve not looked into the training courses yet for a few reasons…

1. I don’t think I’m ready yet… I guess I have an image of a trainer in mind and it’s not this body. Then I think about how I have all of this skin and underneath it, there is muscle. I can see definition in some areas now, and even more when I pull my skin in different directions. I’m like a side show freak, I tell ya… The Great Skindini… No?

Jokes…I’ve got jokes.

2. I don’t think I’m ready yet… Am I strong enough? Am I “good” enough? Have I reached a level of physical fitness that would allow me to succeed in a course? I’m not one to start something unless I know I can be successful. I don’t want to start some program and have it not work.  I’m a little afraid of failure. I have a lot of successes under my belt, and failures too…Just not failures in this area.

 Of course, knowing me, I push and push until I get where I need to be. I fight for what I want. I’m certain that I’d push myself to any limit necessary in order to achieve success.

Chasing your dreams can be a little scary sometimes. But I know that this is what I want to do. I want to help people begin and continue their journey to health. I want to work with those who have body image and eating issues. I want to serve as an inspiration. I want to be a motivator. If necessary, I want people to hate me when I’m getting at them to push harder, and to love me when it’s over.

I’m still formulating my plan of attack. I know the direction I want to take, what I want to do, and where I want to go. Right now it’s just a matter of getting little things (okay and some rather large things) taken care of first. In life we have to take steps. Sometimes it takes a while, and we have to take steps more cautiously than we’d like. Sometimes we have to take smaller steps…Baby steps. Other times we can take giant steps that are a leap….And we risk not falling. But if we fall we can get back up. Maybe we need to take a step or two back in order to go forward. Whatever has to happen, we all have the ability to take the steps toward what we want in life.


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