My Coach My Journey – Transformation

This week, I am going to BLOW Up My Blog with 
Transformation Stories! 
Coaches are Critical

I wrote this 4/23/15….#laterblog

I am one week away from my six months pictures. About eight months ago, I signed up to go through a six-month transformation with Bailey. She has a reputation for being able to help women just like me transform her bodies in three, six to twelve months. I have seen some of the photos that she had done before.

I considered hiring a personal trainer a long time ago because I had been running and working out and really seeing no results. I was staying in my same size. I wasn’t getting bigger, but I wasn’t slimming down. I had a good 20 pounds to lose. I talked to this guy who worked at my gym and he said, “Don’t hire anyone from here. I’m warning you. Look at this place. This is Bailey and her husband Jeremy. Here’s what they do. By the way, here’s my pictures and see what they did for me. One of my goals is actually to train for them someday.” This kid was 20-ish years younger than me. He inspired me. I was inspired. But I wasn’t ready to give up full control of the food that I ate. I certainly was not ready to workout with someone as they bossed me around.

That was October, September 2013. In about March 2014, a friend of mine posted a picture of herself working out and I recognized the place from what this guy, Brian, had shown me. I started Googling and I found Bailey again. I never talked to my friend Desiree, but I found Bailey again and I started looking at it. My husband and I looked at the price and he said, “You know, that’s a lot. What if we both did it together?” I was like, “Oh, that is too much money.” We own our own business and we have a ministry. Everything we bring in goes right back out the door.

So he signed up with his friend’s trainer for a much cheaper fee. That guy just immediately changed his diet; put him on overloads of protein. He started working out and he was on all these supplements and I was like, “Honey, you seem a little bit more aggressive lately. What supplements are you actually taking?” He’s like, “I don’t see a change.” But to me, I wasn’t down with all those fat burners and supplements. So after about a short period of time, he stopped going to that trainer and got off of all that. We actually did a scan with our Young Living Essential Oils and it showed that he was actually given too much protein for his body and it was being too hard on his liver.

This summer of 2014, I started talking to my friend Desiree and at that time, I started looking to eat right for your blood type. I have read it all and studied it. I started testing myself to see if I felt better if I pulled myself off of wheat or dairy. I figured out that, for me, eating for my blood type was really important. I felt better when I eat beef and bananas. I felt worse and in fact my face would break out in a rash when I have wheat. When I had dairy, for example, chips and queso, I would be nauseously sick to my stomach and I have to be in the bathroom within 45 minutes after a meal and just felt awfully sick.

I talked to my husband and said, “You know what, I’m ready. I see what food is doing to me, but I don’t have the strength to break this habit for some reason. I don’t want to.” It was literally as if I wanted to but I didn’t want to. I wasn’t ready to break the addiction with sugar. I wasn’t really ready to give up Panera scones and cookies. I was really scared because I think that food was my entertainment. It was my source of pleasure, if you will. I like to workout and eat whatever I want. I used to say that. I said that since college, “I workout so that I could eat whatever I want.” Well, of course you can do that when you’re 18, 19, 20, 21, or 22—but not at my age. I cannot continue to eat like a teenager and expect to be fit and have long life. Can I?

So I talked to my husband again. He said, “Sign up for Bailey. Just do it. I just want you to knock it out.” I had been saving money since I talked to Brian the first time. So I had saved up my own money. I had it tucked away in a little cash roll in my house. So I put myself on her waiting list and I got in. it took a while and I started working out with her on October 27th2014. I got my meal plan on November 3rd 2014 and it went down. That’s when it all began.

Let me say that the first phone call I had with Bailey in September of 2014 was one of the most refreshing phone calls I’ve had in my life. For the first time ever, I was asked by someone what my vision was for my life when I was seventy. What did I see myself doing? What did I look like, who was I with? What was I wearing? What activities did I participate in? Did I want someone to be pushing me around when I am seventy? Or do I want to be walking on my own? Do I have balance? What do I look like? “What is it that you want to do?” You have these ideas and you think, oh I’ll just get there. Someday I’ll be seventy and I’ll arrive, or whatever.

What happens if you are not careful, life will creep in and little, tiny bodily pains start to get pushed under a rug and before you know it, a small bump in the road becomes a mountain and if you don’t have a plan, you’re not going to wind up where you want to be. You have to have a plan, a purpose, and an action to get there.

Bailey made me think about my physical body, my tent. I know that I will be spiritually and emotionally. I know that I will be strong. I know where I will be influentially. I know what I’m going to be doing with all of that stuff, but I had never been asked about the physical compartment of my body. “Do I want to be driving a shopping cart at Wal-Mart? Do I want to be in a wheel chair?” because I haven’t been taking care of my body; because I’m not strong.

So Bailey ignited a vision I me that I believe, forever changed my life and the entire legacy of my entire family from here on out. I started my plan. It wasn’t nearly as awful as I thought it would be, just saying. In fact, it’s been a tremendous change, a joy of my life. I love working out with these people. I love coming to this gym. I love everything I’m learning. I love to learn anyway. Everyone here is precious and kind and encouraging. When you screw up, they don’t take you out at the knees. They just encourage you to get back on track. They expect a lot from you and I think when someone’s expectations are high, you know you want to live up to them. Most of the world, they expect you to do stuff for them, but they don’t expect you to believe in yourself.

The first day that I met with Bailey on October 27th, she said, “I need you to give me your word. For six months, you’ll put yourself first.” I gave her my word. My yes means yes and my no means no. So for six months, I have been putting myself above my family—not in every area—but I workout and I eat right. I don’t miss my meals and I don’t miss my workouts. I mean, sure I missed a few, okay. Everybody makes mistakes. Not everybody’s going all cylinders every single day of their life. So yes, I’ve missed probably a handful of workouts. I’ve cheated a handful of bites on my food.
But for the most part, I’ve taken this as an opportunity to have a six-month fast into retrain my body and my ways of thinking so that when I am finished with this, I have a new life, a completely redeemed, restored, new life, new ways new habits. I’m not taking my old habits with me. I’m not taking those old lies I believed into my new journey. I’m milking this thing for every nickel that I paid for it and then some. And so far it has been worth everything I paid plus double.

Find Bailey at http://www.sizeandshapefitness.com – she can help you even if you are FAR Far away. 🙂 

Love, 
Sheri 

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