Prior to my 58th birthday, I was a woman who had joined six to eight gyms, gone on every weight-loss program that had been popular the last 38 years and shunned all avenues of sports and exercise since taking golf lessons in high school. I was a classic "yo-yo" dieter, going on a popular diet, shedding the weight, only to put it back on.
In March 1997, I turned 58. I was 5 feet, 3 1/2 inches, 178 pounds, and my blood pressure was 155/95. My cholesterol count was a high 248. All of this with a history of lower-back pain, caused by a herniated lower disc. To say that my husband and two grown daughters were concerned about my heaviness and longevity was a gross understatement. In an act of major desperation, my dear husband, Pat, bought me six sessions and an evaluation with a private trainer. That gift certificate sat on my dresser for two months before I had the courage to act upon it.
May 19, 1997, was a turning point in my life. I walked through the doors of IFC (Independent Fitness Consultants) and met the man who would turn me into an athlete, Bob Moore. I had a preconceived idea that I only wanted to improve my health and was not interested in going on another diet. The first couple of sessions, I was exposed to the weight-training equipment. I thought I looked pretty silly trying to lift a barbell. After 15 minutes on the treadmill, I was exhausted. But an amazing thing happened: I was having a good time. Within two weeks, I was slowly giving way to the diet. Bob was proving to me that I was not getting enough fuel for my body to complete the workouts. Over the next few weeks, I found the value of the combination of a sound diet and exercise program that IFC provides.