Sometimes I sit a laugh just thinking about how much fitness has changed my life. If anyone would have told me six years ago that I would become a personal trainer and then later start teaching Zumba classes, I would have told them they're crazy. In the past I never been a frequent gym-goer or healthy eater, in fact I was that girl who ate pizza and chicken boxes (a b-more thing) 3 in the a.m. Never even considered lifting a weight or taking a step class. It boggles my mind how poorly I lived and still didn't put on a pound! Those were the days *sigh*. As the years past I notice that my metabolism wasn't what it used to be and decided to sign up for a gym membership. I met with a trainer who put me on the right track and also started taking boot camp classes. I started feeling great but getting bored and quick. So I stopped. Still paying on a membership that I signed my soul over to I hit the gym every now and then. But still I was bored. I wanted to train and look great but I needed motivation. So I thought "self" how can I get motivated? And eureka! Why not create your own work-outs and so I did. I would rip pages from different magazines and compile them in a binder and take them with me to the gym. Sounds cray but effective. I didn't care who looked at me while I flipped through my little notebook ,and I got it in. I loved it so much that I wanted to share my love and passion with others who were in my same boat. I mastered the moves in the magazine and became a Certified Personal Trainer. The gym and I have a little love hate relationship. Its like I hate to love this crazy little thing called a gym but it has a strange hold on me :)
See you in the gym,
Alicia Nura
