When I began working out in earnest with Trish in early 2012, I never did an assessment. I told myself that I didn't want to pay for it & that I didn't have time. Truth? I certainly did NOT want to know how horrible my numbers were. Trish was busy enough that she didn’t push me on the issue, and I flew under the radar for a while.
In May of 2012, I was very frustrated: the scale wasn’t moving, my clothes weren’t fitting, and I was really, really angry at my body. I most definitely felt overweight & uncomfortable. Had I lost weight? Had I gained muscle? I had no idea of my starting numbers because I stupidly didn’t assess at the beginning of my journey! Trish listened to my woes and recommended an assessment to “see what is really going on”.
My numbers were terrible, sad, horrifying, but, most importantly, motivating: the weight, the inches, and the fat vs. muscle ratio were shocking, but Trish never batted an eye. She took my pictures, wrote down my numbers, and encouraged me to be good to myself and keep up the good work! I wish I had been as nice to me as she was.
If you read my previous entry, you know that I didn’t ‘be good to myself’. I listened to the critic in my head and was very, very mean: I went into exercise overdrive, attempting to become a fat burning machine. That backfired on me, as the scale refused to move again. The critic inside my head was relentless, cruel, and awful. I would never talk to someone else the way I spoke to myself during that time.
In July 2012, I was pissed: the scale wasn't really moving and I thought that with all my hard work, I should be THIN!!! So, I had another assessment which I hoped would shut down that cranky voice in my head. Trish took out those calipers and the dreaded tape measure and went to work pulling and grabbing and making her little Trish noises as she worked. She plugged the numbers into her magic app that tells her body fat vs. lean muscle percentages and looked up at me with a smile. There was change. There was movement. I just couldn’t see them reflected in the distorted mirror or on my lying scale.
My numbers? Here they are:
Body fat %
Voice in my head
Ugh! Only 6 lbs??
Holy shit. 6 inches?
Oh. My. God. This is working.
Assessments have become my barometer, keeping me sane & motivated. What's the lesson here for you? Well, ask yourself if you're seeing results. If you're not, I'd be they are there, but you can't identify what changes are happening. Take a baseline & get your first assessment. It may be hard to see those numbers the first time, but the assessment does not lie.
Your scale is a dirty bastard who lies by omission and keeps you hostage! Your mirror does not accurately reflect the work you’ve done or the changes happening inside your body! How much attention do you give the scale? How does it serve you?
And if you have had an assessment done, tell us about the changes you were able to see! If you haven't, really ask yourself, "Why not"?