My Sister the Coach

and Cheerleader!

If you don't already have your own Andrea, go get one. And no, you can't have mine. She's taken! I have waxed poetical about how wonderful she's been through this journey but it never hurts to say it again.

She sent me a very positive text message after my first day on the beach in Florida with a two-piece suit on (smart enough not to say it out loud, only where I could read it). And she didn't tell my mom how much I weighed despite my mom asking her repeatedly (because she knows the numbers are sensitive subjects with me). Then she responded to my rhetorical questions with a solution.

Resistance Training.

What was I doing for it, how often, and so forth. I had to confess that it had been over a month since I'd done anything other than my cardio workouts.

So we discussed squats, and girl push-up, and weights, and all the other stuff I should be doing to help my body be its best.

So Tuesday night after we talked I did 30 girl push-ups and 10 squats and told her that I had done 20 jackknifes after my jog on Monday night.

And this is what I got back: "That's my girl!"

Gotta love her!

Sometimes all you need to get over that hurdle is just a little push from behind.