Sometimes the Truth Hurts!

So... in an email to my fantabulous trainer, Adam, I made the offhand remark that [with all the working out and effort my program requires] sometimes I feel like I don't have a life.  This evidently hit an extremely raw nerve with trainer man, and he went off on me (via email).

Here is the "love" I found in my inbox when I got up at 5:30 am (keep in mind that it was midnight when he wrote it):


What do you mean? You don't have A life? Perspective check!!! You have a good job, a nice husband & son, a nice home, YOUR HEALTH!!!, and a Trainer and friend that will do "whatever it takes!!! for you to succeed. Those 2 miles of walking and 3 miles of running shouldn’t take you a lot over an hour, which there are 24 of in every day, and all I ask for is 1 maybe 1 & change then the rest is yours (with healthy eating) to enjoy the shit out of! because if you didn’t notice you’re packin' 90 less pounds of ass!, and can go to Peru and climb giant mountains only to say, "it wasn’t that bad".

No Life! Really?! Flash back a year, then compare now to then. No Life!? Then flash ahead to the end of this year (god willing) when you weigh in the 150's or below and you feel and look the best you possibly ever have, and you’re sportin' all your little dresses and outfits, and everybody is exclaiming holy shit! not only because you've lost that much weight but you look good to boot!

Ohhh! and goodness forbid you actually, maybe, F***in', possibly, enjoy going down to the greenway on a beautiful evening for a good walk and run to enjoy the outdoors, your health, your new found fitness and energy, and possibly please your trainer with some double ocho's, ETC., F***in' ETC.!!!

No Life?...Really?...or could it be that what you just read made you realize how much your life f***kin' ROCKS! and will even more so upon the completion of our task. 1 hour!, and change, at the most! out of 24! and it's what you do in this (horrible), (retched), hour that makes the other 23 of damn good quality, and your gonna say aaaannnnhhh "I feel like I don't have a life". WTF!!!

I just broke my hand from smacking the BullShit Button so hard!

Your apology is accepted in advance.....NOW DO SOME PUSH-UPS!!!

Nothing he said was news to me... just things that I had conveniently pushed to the back of my consciousness.  Reading his tirade, I started to think about those who have serious health challenges (some are wheel chair bound or have other issues that keep them from being as active as they would like).  How lucky am I that I can move my body and enjoy this gift of health?  Yes... I have a life... a BEAUTIFUL life!  I am eternally grateful to Adam, my husband & son, my friends, my family, and everyone who blesses me with words of encouragement and praise.  I couldn't have made it this far without this support, and it is that support that will get me through this last 30+ pounds I need to lose.

Please keep following me on facebook, reading my blog, and cheering for me on this fantastic journey.  I love you all!  Even "Mr. Cranky Pants," Adam the trainer man!!