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I have always loved exercise.  


When I was young, I wanted to be a gymnast. But we did not have health insurance or the money to pay for lessons.  So I taught myself as much as I could by watching the Olympics and the World Championships and tried landing tricks off the couch...  


In high school I ran track.  I was ok.  Definitely not the best.  But not the worst, either.  Ask me to run a mile, though?  Yeah, right!  I was a sprinter, not a long-distance runner.


In college I gained 20 pounds my freshman year.  On a 5'2" frame, I definitely looked a bit stout.  My clothes no longer fit.  I felt yucky.  My grandmother also passed away rather suddenly of a heart attack while I was at school.  I never realized that when I left home I would never see her again.  She was 72.  And the most beautiful person, both inside and out, that I had ever known.  I always wanted to be like her when I grew up.  I learned rather quickly that I do not have a great genetic code on either side of the family.  Heart disease.  Cancer.  Diabetes.  Arthritis.  High cholesterol.  High blood pressure.  You name it, it's probably in my genes...  


When I came home from school my freshman year, the first thing my dad said was, "Gain a little weight there, Mouse?" (his nickname for me).  He was totally poking a bit of fun at my stout stature, all in good nature.  But I decided right then and there that I would never weight that much again, unless I was pregnant.  I also decided that I would not become a victim to my genetic tendencies.  I began devouring nutritional information and diet/lifestyle habits from low-fat to low-carb, vegetarian, vegan, Paleo, macrobiotic, raw, juicing, and more.  You name it, I have probably read about it.  I became determined to beat my genes.


That summer I also put on my tennis shoes and began running.  1/10 mile at a time.  Run-walk-run-walk until I began running longer than I was walking.  I learned that running was my PASSION!!  Especially trail running! Over the years I have run 5ks, 10ks, half marathons and full marathons.  I love to race. But my body doesn't.  I push too hard and end up injured.  


Then I began lifting...  Ugh!  I HATE the gym!  It's so boring and stuffy.  Until I began working with a trainer who made it fun.  I learned a TON from him.  I got strong and my body composition changed!  I finally lost the stubborn, flabby parts that running alone would not eradicate!  I liked the new look! And for the most part, I could run more again without getting injured as much. 


June 30th, 2014, I herniated a disc in my back while lifting.  Looking back, it was a perfect storm waiting to happen.  It wasn't my trainer's fault.  It was my own pushing through pain and tightness.  The next year I rehabbed with Pilates, which I call my miracle physical therapy!  It has seriously helped me overcome old injuries, as well as strengthening my back and core.  It's amazing!


Last summer, I finally got back into the gym to do some short, easy workouts to rebuild my strength.  I invited a running friend to join me.  Our little group grew rather quickly until my garage was too full to take any more.  We were having fun doing workouts, but I would always put them together on the spot.  Then one of the girls said I should put together a plan to help them all get six-packs.  I had one before I got hurt, so I figured, "Why not?"  We tossed around ideas of what to call ourselves.  I have never been a trainer, nor am I certified. So we called ourselves the "Six-Pack Guinea Pigs."  And the name was born!


I love to workout hard.  I love seeing results.  I know what works for me with both "diet" (I hate that word--I really mean eating lifestyle) and exercise.  Come along and join our group.  Try these routines for yourself!  See what kind of shape you can get in at home for FREE!  I supply the plan, you just have to do it!  Join me in the quest for a six-pack!!!

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