See You Later - Not Good-Bye
Finally had to say Good-Bye to this guy. We spent almost 4 years training. First he was just a trainer for my son (and his crew coach and bio teacher) then he became my trainer - and life started to change for me.
The pants we are holding were my favorite pair to work out in when we first started. We aren't even stretching them - we could have easily both fit in them - but since we are both married - I didn't think it'd be respectful.
130 pounds down before my shoulder surgery - 130 pounds. A person. Still have another 50 to go, plus the 10-15 pounds that crept back on since my surgery - but once I get the all clear to work out again, I'll be right back on track
We started at a Planet Fitness. Then he opened his own gym/studio. That was so much better for me. I still had body shame feelings and working out in front of people. Once I was in a safe place - the weight really started dropping. When my Dad died, emotionally I wasn't ready to push weights - so it was the beginning of "Let's walk the bridge". When my mom was sick, same thing - bridge. When I had shoulder surgery - I didn't lay around for weeks - on the third day post surgery - "Let's walk the bridge". So I did.
We walked the bridge a few times every week. I got some amazing sunrise photos. On our last walk - I took a selfie. Why is this of any importance? When we started I wouldn't look in a mirror. That's why Planet Fitness was terrible - all mirrors. I hated how I looked. Not anymore. We ended up as family-like friends. We got along so well - so weird. Probably just about young enough to have been my son, but more like a younger brother I never had. Phil - I wish you well in Florida. I'll miss ya !!



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