Wednesday, February 18, 2015

A year with Superman...




Yep, that's right. In just a few short weeks, it will be a full year that I have worked with Superman. It has been amazing, and I don't plan to stop anytime soon.

When I first started working with Superman, he was shy and hesitant, and I had no clue what kind of strength I really had. In the last year, both of us have become so much more confident. Superman is so much more relaxed than he was in the very beginning (at least with me). It is not unusual for someone to see him touching my back or sides, or spotting me on a heavy squat ( which kinda looks like a bear hug from behind). Our sessions are full of laughs and private jokes-- earlier this week he was seconds away from getting on the treadmill behind me while I was warming up. I caught him just as he was about to swing his second leg onto the side rail of the treadmill. Recently I commented that I felt like I needed to put a little swing into my upright row to be able to get the db or kb up over my "pecs". In the last few weeks he has referenced that several times, the other day he chuckled and said "girl problems" LOL. Yesterday we were chatting about shopping and I mentioned that I was proud of the fact that the size of my new swimsuit didn't bother me. Since I wear a medium in workout pants, one would think that I would wear the same size in bikini bottoms. I had tried on both a medium and a large, and went with the large ( and an extra large top). My dear, sweet Superman looked at me and said "there is nothing wrong with havin' a booty". A year ago there is NO WAY that he would have acknowledged that I have boobs or a booty, let alone made a comment about them.

In the last year I have changed so much too. Not only have I made amazing progress in my lifts, and become certified as a personal trainer, but I feel like my mind has changed too. I'm more comfortable in my own skin, stretch marks, flubber and all. For the most part, I can take compliments better than I used to. Compliments used to make me uncomfortable because I couldn't see what other people apparently saw. I still don't really see it, but I respect that they see it, and wanted to tell me they saw it.

Superman and JC love me, and its obvious that they love me. I love them too. Hubby is my #1 man, and they are #2. The whole relationship just makes me feel warm and fuzzy :)