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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