Once upon a time there was a recovering chunky-butt named Kirsten who decided she wanted to work in a gym-o-awesomeness and surround herself with healthy, fit-minded peeps. As part of her indoctrination into the land of IFAST-dom, she was awarded an assessment that verified her strengths and weaknesses as a dormant athlete. She quickly proved herself to have the dexterity of a Weeble-Wobble. They sent their noble and optimistic warrior, Sir Jae, to feverishly train Kirsten in the art of Anti-Humpty-Dump-tery. This is her story…
Today I wrapped up my first full week as an IFAST employee and client. I’m puffy-heart happy to announce that Jae and I have both lived to tell the tale. Most of the bodies that walk through our door are much further down the Before-After continuum that mine. I often find myself in awe of our clients’ strong and beautiful bodies. As a result, beginning a fitness regimen flooded my emotions with a mix of enthusiasm and shame. Like the devil and angel duo perched upon my shoulders, Fit-Kirsten was optimistic and excited to benefit first-hand from the personalized and innovative approach that IFAST personal training provides. At the same time, Quit-Kirsten taunted that I was a lost cause and completely wasting my trainer’s time and talents. Thankfully, Jae must’ve been throwing silencing fists of cake at Quit-Kirsten when I wasn’t looking because today? I didn’t hear a peep out of her.
Living happily ever after,
GOALS FOR NEXT WEEK:
- Measure and track every bite.
- Improve consistency with body positioning during sets.
- Foam rolling sounds soft and cushy. It isn’t.
- Jae is wickedly patient, tuned-in, and affirming. I wish I had a mini-Jae to carry around in my purse all day.
Kirsten’s Corner is a weekly blog post written by Kirsten Shaw to document her health-fit journey. It is intended to offer humor and inspiration and should not be misconstrued as medical advice or the opinions of IFAST.