could this get anymore exciting?

well this has just been an exciting week, you guys.

I usually say ya'll. sometimes I like to change things up for funsies.

first blog post as a 24 year old! annnnnnnd...

after a couple of months of deliberation and hem hawwing around, I decided I'm getting my personal trainer certification from the ACSM. let me hit you with that again. homegirl here is gonna (maybe eventually kind of be) a personal trainer. what. what. what. is happening. I don't really know either. My reasoning is simple. I just want to help people. that's all I've ever wanted to do in life. I want to make people's lives better than they were, no matter how I do it, and that's all I want. I've changed a LOT in the last year and not just physically. I know it may sound silly, but this is what happened. I started looking through old pictures that, let's all take a minute and thank God, never made it to facebook. You can absolutely see how unhappy and miserable I am. It's all over my huge face and those pictures. While I'm not where I want to be, I'm a hell of a lot closer than I was and I WILL get there. I want to help other people get where they want to be and have fun doing it. This also will likely sound stupid but Madison County isn't really fitness friendly, there are very few resources for gyms/classes and of which, I don't know how many are very affordable. I'm honestly not looking to make my millions being a trainer obviously, I just want to use what I've learned to make someone else's life better. My eventual goal would be to function as a full time trainer (IF I like doing that, I'm keeping my day job for the next little bit) and have a boot camp/something of that sort/ class in madison county/marshall area that functions as a resource for people who don't have the means/time/gym access/etc to at least get moving a couple times a week. It's honestly astounding how much better I feel when I actually do workout and eat like I should. I'm less tired, and in turn I'm way less irritable and I can focus a little more. I'm more aware of what I'm putting in to my stomach and I just am a happier person because I just feel better. It wasn't that way to start with, but over time you grow and evolve. This may be the worst idea ever, but I'm cool with taking that chance.

and hopefully it will give me a little extra motivation to get things kickin' on a consistant basis on my own journey again. I'm gonna try to knock this whole ACSM thing out in about 2 months, but I'm also going to have to get it together and figure out how to juggle everything. work, my own workouts, studying, family, friends and life in general. I don't want to spend 300$ and fail this test. so I have to be serious. I'm also really worried about the amount of math invovled because we all know sometimes it's all I can do to count my own reps. In the next few weeks, if anyone wants their body fat measured (which will likely be no one) call me :) ha. I wouldn't call me. So. in addition to bitching about how hard losing weight is and how much I hate squats, now I'll be complaining about studying and how much I dont know.

and let's be clear. thursday morning I met Alyssa at the gym for leg day. Darin said in our update "first legit leg day in 2 weeks, DONT BE A HERO" ..... I was far from a hero but I'm not very far from a cripple. I'm not too far from just laying in my bed for a few weeks. haha.

Anyways, if anyone wants to be a lab rat in the next few weeks and let me practice whatever I happen to be learning on them, let me know. I'll repay you in friendship and grattitude as I am a poor white girl. If you're lucky and/or I hurt you, maybe I'll buy you a drink at starbucks. depending on the severity of said imminent injury. ha. confidence is obviously my speciality. really though. my books should be here today, so you'll likely find this white girl in her natural habitat. starbucks or atlanta bread. free wi-fi and good things are found at both locations.

well that's all for this suprise edition of "well I guess this blog wont be over anytime soon". check in next week to see if I'm back at my starting weight. spoiler alert; maybe.

haha seriously though. before anyone emails me and tells me to be nicer to myself, I know I'm great. and obviously you think so too, because you're still reading :)

I win.