Signing On The Dotted Line

It's not that I've ignored diet and exercise. I've joined gyms, starting out with a new zest for vigor until I get bored and either drop out or place my membership on hold. Then I do what many of us do, I walk or go on the treadmill until I realize that doing the same thing has netted the same results which is basically nothing.

Walking on the treadmill with an occasional spurt of running can be considered exercise but it's like using salt without pepper which is why I decided to try personal training. I've always considered resistance training for those more experienced in the fitness world.

Truth is, a neighborhood child once compared, a much younger me, to Olive Oyl. I'm talking about Popeye, the sailor man's girlfriend who sported a very untoned body. After two children, I may not be a dead ringer for Olive Oyl but I'm pretty sure we were both passed over in the strength department.

My consultation included measurements and a hand held device that read my body fat. Good to know I can now order from some of those pesky catalogs that sport measurement lists! Christine, my personal trainer, also asked me about my health and medical background. We discussed goals and eating habits. She then asked me to perform some basic push-ups and pull-ups to determine my level of fitness.

I signed on the dotted line, a soldier in the war against my declining muscle mass. Stay tuned and see how I do!