I spent pretty much my entire life working out in one way or another. Growing up dancing and having a lot of talent but not the right body type, I spent years trying to force my body to be something it isn't, which is delicate and willowy. I can't imagine how many hours of my life I spent obsessing over every calorie that went into my mouth and every calorie burned through whatever cardio I chose to do on a particular day. No matter how little I ate or how much I ran, I could never be "thin enough." I finally got to a point where I got tired of hovering on the edge of eating disorder land and got tired of being criticized day in and day out for something that just wasn't attainable for me that I quit dancing. Since then I've consistently worked out, a little lifting here and there, but still mostly cardio, and played a variety of sports because that's a lot more fun than going to the gym. Recently, within the past year I would say, I've gotten into lifting and the results have been great. I started by taking a barbell class at my gym 2 or 3 days a week. I got great results from that and decided I needed more. I hired a personal trainer who doesn't let me wimp out and pushes me beyond what I thought I was capable of.
Why I Love it
Since I started working with a trainer I've lost 3% of my body fat since and a couple of pounds but I still feel like I have a little ways to go. I've also recently started HIIT more often I do my cardio because it's much more entertaining than just running or parking myself on an elliptical machine for 30 or 40 minutes of steady state cardio. The HIIT has made me a faster runner and has also helped me be able to run longer distances at a quicker pace without getting tired.I love working out because it's the one thing I do just for me. I do it because it makes me feel fantastic. I love feeling strong and healthy. I've finally gotten to the point where I can embrace the sturdy, strong, athletic body I was born with. Being strong and having great endurance physically has made me so much stronger mentally. I'm finally comfortable in my own skin.