Typically, it's the hair dresser and your best friends who know your life story. Maybe even a stranger on your flight across country. But for me, it was my one-free-session with my personal trainer.
Why not my hair dresser? I have two, my aunt and my mom's co-worker. I can tell my aunt anything, but I also have to be careful about dirty details because she could report back to mom, and my mom's coworker is a chatty-kathy, so if I bring up the slightest thing about my life she runs off on a tangent for the majority of the trim.
And my best friends already know my life story, plus everything that goes through my daily life.
So, what did I tell my personal trainer?
Weight gain: I can't do it. As much as I eat my metabolism doesn't want me any where near my goal weight. Now, now, before you jump me for talking about weight gain instead of weight loss. There's two sides to every story. I'm out of shape and have no upper body strength, I don't eat as healthy as I wish I would, I have insecurities from bullying (about how skinny I am) in high school.
Getting to the gym will hopefully help me get into shape and gain some muscle weight. Hopefully it'll help me get motivation into eating better, because my answer to "what do you want for dinner?" is almost always pizza.
I told her about wanting to move out of my parents house - all about how I'm trying to find a place in PB near my job and friends, but about how it's hard leaving a rent free room that comes with a washer/dryer, dinner on the table (when I actually come home for it), free cable and wifi, etc etc.
I even told her about wanting to get on the pill - she had recommended protein shakes or protein pills, and that made me feel like a body builder. So, why not go with the pill that's going to help me gain weight, clear up my skin, and lighten my period?
I also told her about not being able to do a push-up confidently, having absolutely no knowledge about using the machines, not exactly sure which weight to use for arm curls, and not being able to run further than a block without hyperventilating.
She gave me loads of advice on specific workouts, informed me on how to use some of the machines for back workouts, proved to me that I have great balance on a bosu ball, and enough confidence to go to the gym with Sarah up to four times a week! But not enough confidence to go alone...
So what did I get out of all this? A piece of paper with her ratings for more sessions and an award vibe every time I see her at the gym for not having signed up for anymore sessions.