I’ve been told that your forties is sort of a “make or break” time because you can reach 50 in terrific shape feeling years younger....or feeling (and looking) years older. On that premise, I’d like to reach 50 in reasonably good shape.
I knew I had to start exercising. Regularly. It’s not the exercising part that gives me trouble, it’s the “regularly” part that gets me. I clearly needed a push, so I bit the bullet and signed up for personal training at the YMCA.
Over the past two years, my trainer, Joann, has helped me increase my strength and stamina. When I first began strength training, I could only do three push-ups before collapsing on the floor. Now I can rattle off over a dozen without a problem. Joann has taught me the proper way to lift weights and use machines, and has helped me work through some pretty annoying injuries (none of which were caused by my workouts with her, by the way).
There’s no way I’m going to post a picture of myself training. You will just have to take my word that spending some time with a personal trainer (even for a short term or teaming up with a friend) is something worth considering.
I often think back on all the times I have met with my trainer. Then I mentally subtract about 7/8 of them — the remainder is how many workouts I would have gotten up to do on my own. My trainer has helped me put the “regular” into my exercise.