Nobody's Perfect....Even Trainers

I felt the need to give a bit of a confession. I've had the pleasure of working with some very strong, determined clients in my time as a trainer. But no matter how dogged my clients are with their training and nutrition, there's always the occasional hiccup or slowing of their progress and it can really be discouraging to them. What I want people to understand is that we're all human, and even the most disciplined individual will have setbacks.

Getting to try a famous "Sammons Breakfast" on a family trip to Ohio last year (definitely had some work to do after this one)

I try not to kid myself in terms of my eating habits. Maintaining a healthy weight is a battle I fight everyday. I know that I didn't get to be nearly 400 pounds by eating right, and I certainly didn't get a brain transplant that did away with the desires and urges that got me there. I'm pretty certain that I have an eating disorder to some degree, but through consistency I'm able to balance out the good and bad. With my wedding approaching in the coming months, my fiance and I agreed to tighten up a bit more than usual and get in our best shape #shreddingforthewedding. Despite this being the most important day of both our lives, that doesn't stop me from engaging in some of the most overindulging eating episodes known to man. Please note, this is not a "I train hard so I go hard with my cheat meals" mentality; but rather, "I've decided to let loose a bit and now I can't stop." Last weekend my friends and I all got together at one of their homes for a game night and they provided a delicious home cooked meal. A normal person would eat, visit, and have a good time at a leisurely pace; but not me. Nope. I saw a two large trays of manicotti and my brain said, "sure, you can eat yourself stupid." For the duration of the night the prospect of loading up another plate was always in the back of my mind. The food was like a drug. I ate....and I ate.....and I ate until I was almost physically sick. Afterwards, and for the days that followed, I was absolutely disgusted with myself. I had ballooned up so bad that I was spilling out of my pants. So for the next several days I've been back to a pretty strict intake and can feel my body returning to normal. But in the mean time I have to deal with the toll this weight gain takes on my spirits and being embarrassed of the mere sight of myself.

In conclusion, I made some mistakes, but the consequences are only permanent if I let them be that way, and the same goes for everyone. Your weight wasn't gained overnight and therefore you won't lose it overnight either. But no matter how far you think you've fallen, it's never too late to start on the right path. So if you're maybe struggling with your weight, self image, or whatever, just know that waiting to do something about it is the biggest mistake of all.