A post from Sarah (tall trainer's wife)
One of the hardest obstacles of boot camp for me was the SCALE. I was (and some days still am) a person whose day was ruled by the number on the scale.
My back-story:
I was a “solid” kid who was much larger than the other girls in my class. In the 3rd grade I became very aware of my body being bigger. My “dieting” began that year. But I was clueless and I also loved sugar. I steadily gained weight and THEN came high school!
My freshman year in gym class, we all had to stand in a line to get weighed. I had an old hag of a gym teacher who said the numbers out loud as she weighed us. To me she might as well have been announcing this over the loud speaker. As she said the number there were a few that heard it. One boy said “she weighs more than me”. I clearly remember my body...
