I was never much for working out. I did it here and there, different types of workouts (kick boxing, yoga, pole-dancing, pilates, aerobics, you name it). I never thought I needed to workout. As I stated in my first post, I thought my body was fine. It had gotten to a point where I really needed to get in shape, so, I hired a trainer. From the beginning, he always said he saw something in me, wasn't sure what, but there was potential there for something. I shrugged it off and kept on doing my workouts. I didn't care that about the technique, I was just proud I was getting through them. Even though I have a somewhat boyish, awkward looking body, I have an athletic build and an endurance for pain, most of the time, and vigorous workouts, I just never tested my limits.
One day as I was beginning my workout, I was approached by my trainer who asked me if I would be interested in fitness modeling. "Fitness modeling?!" I screeched. I had never heard of fitness modeling. I was in the process of working off my gut full of Hawaiian rolls, white wine, and pasta so I wasn't trying to hear anything about fitness modeling. However, my curiosity got the best of me so I had to ask, "what is that anyway?" He said it involved posing in a bikini and...stop right there. He had me at pose and bikini. I loved posing, especially in bikinis, so I said "let me do my research first and I'll let you know. I did extensive research for roughly two weeks and read articles that talked about the process to becoming a fitness model, workouts, meal plans/dieting, and what it took to win competitions. My trainer failed to mention this part to me because he knew I had given up my competitive edge some years back. I had another trainer from our gym, a professional figure fitness model, talk to me about the process and if I would be on board. She was willing to help me and my trainer, of course, would too. I agreed to it.
One thing I can say about myself, I don't mind trying some new things. I can be fearless at times and dive head first into things without really knowing what the outcome is, but isn't that half the fun? When I was told I would have to "bulk up" I thought, out of sheer ignorance, I would have to be body builder buff. That was quickly dismissed by my trainer. He kindly explained to me that with my body type (i'm an ectomorph) it would be very hard for me to gain muscle, even harder maintaining it, and there was no way in HELL I was using performance enhancing drugs. I would lift heavy and regularly, diet properly and get as much rest as I possibly could. The rest part I can do all day, hands down. That lifting heavy and dieting business was the challenge. All in a fitness models days work, I guess.
I was ready for it though, bring it on baby! I was just hoping I wouldn't severely hurt myself in the process....
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