My rewriting the story post is mentioned in Mel's Blog Roundup. How embarrassing that since then it's all just been ranting and TMI - too bad I can't say that the rants and mood swings are not the norm!
Thoughts on personal training, aka, the longest 30 minutes of my life each and every time:
Over a year ago I signed up for training so I could work with a boxing coach because I was so angry that I needed to hit something. Then my coach left the gym. Then, a year later, I was feeling fat and blobby so renewed my contract but instead of once per month I purchased one session per week. I had a lot saved up though so I can go to two session per week for several months. I hate it. I hate weight training with a trainer.
While getting ripped is supposedly the goal of training, the larger point of working with a trainer seems to be overcoming mental barriers. So they say to do so many reps for so many sets, but depending on how happy you look they will add weight for subsequent sets or add "just one more" as soon as you think you are done. If you can't lift the weight on your own towards the end the trainer will assist you so that you complete each and every rep of each and every set, thus realizing you can go beyond what your brain says you can.
That part of it is good for me - it is cool finish a goal that you thought was impossible. The problem is I get hurt frequently. I don't want to let down my trainer or complain so I end up with strained muscles. But again, is that just me saying "I can't physically do this", when actually I can? The strains heal after a few days.
What do you think about being pushed beyond what you think you can do? Is it important? Is it important for recovering from huge life failures, such as pregnancy loss, divorce, infertility, job loss, or an infinite number of events that can make you lose trust in yourself?