She was the lowest I had ever seen her mentally and physically. She was a shadow of her former self, gone was her confidence that seven years ago to this point had her competing in the ANB British placing 3rd behind Kim Davis, who was in the top spot that year. In-fact Michelle had won many figure shows and this was a comeback after her first child.
In October 04, here she is weighing just under 13 stone: when her competing weight was around 9 stone. It had been seven years since she had last been in real shape. She had through sheer circumstance, bad luck and depression got out of shape. Over the years, a back injury through a car accident, plus a bad knee from way back that now needed surgery all added to her problems. Add that to trying to bring up and provide for two kids on a shoe string, anybody would get down.
Michelle ate wrong and drank wrong. Chocolate, crisps and cheap wine offered a small escape. The kids got all she had and what little their was left was hers. She was constantly robbing Peter to pay Paul, everything was hand to mouth. No available cash at all, no nights out, no DVDs, no new clothes for years- nothing-just fighting on each day.
So here she was on the bike. I was telling her about the 2004 NPA British which I had been to at the weekend. She interrupted “you know, I was so happy when I used to compete, I miss it. My life had such order and direction. When I used to work for you and Louise at the gym, they were the happiest times of my life.”
“Why not compete again”. I said, right off the bat.
“As if, I am thirty two now and my backs not good and my knee.”
I got right on at her.
“ So- We can train round them, what’s wrong with your age?. You have good skin, no stretch marks, even after two kids. That awesome shape is under there Michelle. All you have to do is lose weight, that’s all, lose weight, if you want to do it- just do it”.
I saw something in her eyes, so I pushed deeper. “You need a direction again, you need a focus, you need this for you. I’ll be here for you as always, lets do the British next year. Come on! lets go for it”.
“Do you think I can do it again?”
“Michelle I know you can, just do it, get your pride back, get that confidence back”
She smiled, the switch had been Clicked.
“Yes I will, come on let’s go for it”.
We had a great first workout that day and we chatted excitedly in rest periods about our plans. The diet started that night.
The Plan.
The plan was to start a base line diet to allow the body to balance out it’s body composition and to clean out the system. This was just a basic healthy eating plan. This along with hard training and a new found focus gave a much needed direction that worked well. The weeks ticked by.
The body fat started to reduce and muscle tone improved all round. We checked things out regular and went for target weight on the scales every week. We also worked on short term goals, as well as the big one. Six weeks to wearing shorts, twelve weeks to putting a bikini on and so on. This kept the large goal in the picture but helped with keeping that intensity and burning desire to improve.
That she did, other clients started to remark on how well she was looking and how much weight she had lost, every Saturday at boot camp we had a weigh- in with a few girls and they all gave each other a boost of confidence. Some weeks there were a few tears when her weight stuck for any length of time. But we deviated and tweaked things and got it moving again. |