More Good news and more bad news...brace yourself.

Remember I mentioned that I had put in a call to the gym at my local bariatric center yesterday?(isn't it sad that we live in a day and age where someone can say they have a local bariatric center?) I have been talking off and on with a trainer there named Darin. We've never met face to face, but he seems like a really great guy. I called him for the first time back in December. This was right around the time I injured my knee and for the first time in my life, could understand how close I was to never getting out of my bed again. I was pretty terrified and I'm sure he could hear it in my voice. He worked with me then to come up with a really great deal on a 7 month membership, but at the time, I just had NO money to join. I spoke with him a few more times into January and then he went on paternity leave.

You guys know the rest of the story since I've been blogging since then. I've thrown around a few other ideas, but as you know...none really worked out. With my most recent treadmill disappointment (Jessie, I'm sorry our burgeoning love affair was so brief...one day my love, one day) helped me realize that while I can get some strength training done at home, it's going to be next to impossible to get any real cardio in which means it's going to make losing weight that much more difficult...thus the plight of the super obese; you eventually get to a point where your size impacts your ability to really start dropping the weight. So, I put a call into my friend Darin yesterday.

I hadn't heard back from him so I called him on my first break at work today and it was funny because the phone rang once and he answered with "Michelle!" I laughed and confirmed that yes, it was his friendly stalker Michelle, calling again for her trainer in shining lycra to save her from a life of immobility and depression. We made a little small talk about his new little one, whether he was getting any sleep, how much he was loving fatherhood, etc. Since I had left a message, he knew that I was calling again to see what we could do to get me in the pool at a price I could afford. He knows that at this point, all I can really use is the pool although they do have a full gym chock full of supersized treadmills, ellipticals, hand bikes, etc; it really is a cool little gym. They even have these elevated table like things where we can stretch without having to haul ourselves up and down off the floor...pretty cool.

So, Darin tells me that since I'll just be using the pool, he will allow me to pay the minimum fee which is like $22.00 a month. Is he a sweetheart or what? So for the next couple of months, I will be able to work out during the week in the pool and while it will allow me to get in some cardio, I know it is also really going to help me get my strength back up so a big YAY to that right? That would be my good news. I plan on starting tomorrow, getting up at 5am so that I can get there at 530, work out, get a shower and get home in time to start work at 7am. Can I do it? Yes I can!!! I'll just pretend Jessie is waiting there to join me in the "hot tub." I have a really good imagination ;)

My bad news is that I have to stuff my flabby gargantuan bum into a skin tight swimsuit. I mean really guys, at this weight....I might as well just go skinny dipping for all the rolls and ripples you can see in this suit. The good news is that I won't be taking pictures to share with you guys. I know MOST of you will not be disappointed at this, but considering the number of people who are finding my blog searching for "450 lb bed bound women in fishnets" (ewwwwwww!!!), there will be some out there for whom the disappointment will be deeply felt. To those of you who are disappointed...just keep googlin' along, nothing to see here.



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