Golden

This morning, I was at the gym at 8 a.m. sharp. I had a planning session with a trainer and committed to working with this trainer for four sessions in June. Two are free, two I pay for. I know myself & I do well when I have some accountability. Also, I really want to learn about resistance training and develop some workout routines. I am back tomorrow a.m. with him for an intense session.

So this is a big day for me on the fitness front. Sort of. I worked out this morning (after the meeting) AND again this afternoon. Unheard of, practically. I had a little time on my hands at 2:10 p.m., realized that I was getting a whole bunch of nothing done at home pre-kid pick up and went back to the gym.

At the 8 a.m. planning session today, he told me that I was considered normal by the federal guidelines.

"You are right where you should be," he said.

"Oh, great," I said, a little confused.

"According to government standards," he continued.

"Is that good?"

"Let's just say that my standards and the government standards are very different," he told me firmly.

"Oh ..."

"Are you happy with the government standards?" he asked.

(loooong pause ...)

"Definitely not," I said, grabbing a pen to sign my agreement to his training regimen. Two days of weights and resistance. Three days of cardio.

"Sunday should be a day of rest," he added. "Instead of working out, plan all of your meals. Like cook up a whole bunch of chicken and vegetables, get fifteen tupperware containers, and boom, you have your meals for the week."

So ... my to do list now includes:

* Buy 15 Tupperware containers