Who Pushes You?

Meet Julie.

Meet Julie's guns.

In honor of my one year Jazziversary (yeah, that's a word), I thought that I'd tell you all about my Jazzercise instructor, Julie, who's been motivating me to always push myself farther with my fitness levels.  She's been kickin' my ass up and down the dance floor three or four times a week for the past year.  She's also been doing Jazzercise for over 20 years now.  She must have started when she was 9.  Seriously.

A great instructor can be worth her weight in gold.  24 karat gold to be specific.  

An instructor can make it or break it for me.  I've had exercise class instructors in the past who have just been ok.  Nothin' special.  Ho hum.  I will then usually stop attending classes and my exercise slows down.  That's no good for this girly.

But then there's instructors who are freakin' A-MAY-ZING.  Julie is one of those people...genuine gold.  She tells us funny stories in class while we rock out doin' our jazz squares, lunges, and kick ball changes.  But of course I can't repeat any of those stories to you, because what happens at Jazzercise, stays at Jazzercise.

I've learned over the past 12 months that Julie's favorite's words are (by the way, these are usually shouted):

• "Is your booty down?"
• "Come on!"
• "Lower!"
• "Higher!"
• "You gotta add your own little somethin' somethin'"
• "Uppercut!"
• "Put your booty down"

Yep, that's Julie in a nutshell.  Now that I think about it, she would fit in a nutshell.  She's 5'3" and teeny tiny.

So, I ask you...who pushes you in your weight loss journey?  I want to know.