You want me to lift what?

For those of you who know me, then you're aware that I have a personal trainer. For those of you that don't know me, well - I have a personal trainer. His name is Bobby and we've been training together for a little over three months now, and when I told him about my new found desire to start blogging, he got worried that I was going to bash his name all over this thing. I assured him that would never happen, however, I do understand where his fear comes from.

I train with Bobby two days a week for one hour. Now, that doesn't seem like a lot (at least to me it doesn't) but trust me, it's plenty. I rotate my training workouts between my arms, legs and a combination of chest and back (my fav). Now....I'm not a bad client, but I can get a tad...whiney. It's usually just on legs days, but at the drop of a really hard exercise I get the somewhat high-pitched voice that says "Seriously?" This is what makes Bobby a good trainer - he looks at me and says "Yes. Go." And then I do. I go. He doesn't put up with my shrill girl voice, doesn't let me slack off, nor lets me barter for exercises. Ha ha. Often times I say, "I'll do 20 more of these, if I don't have to do anymore of those for the rest of the night." Never works, but I try my damnedest. I should justify that I do push myself during these sessions and I do all the exercises he tells me to at the quantities he demands. I'm just not always chipper about it.

Having a personal trainer has really made me love working out. Don't get me wrong, I still have to literally force myself to go to the gym, but when I get there I'm glad I showed up and I'm ready to go. Some people feel really guilty if they miss a workout, and it's not that I don't feel guilty, but, I feel like there's a void. It's almost as if my day isn't quite complete. I enjoy the feeling of being sore - it makes me feel like I really exhausted my muscles. And I really enjoy the tone they're getting. Just ask my family - I was a flexing machine over Easter. Now, going through the process of gaining sore & toned muscles feels like hell, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't have fun while doing it.

Get some exercise! Either outside or at your local gym - just please wipe off the machine when you're done with it. Germs are nasty.