Another week.
Another pound. Of course, this means I'm exactly where I was two weeks ago ... but I'm trying not to look at it that way. No, really.
Meanwhile, I'm convinced my trainer is trying to kill me. I've told him as much. He laughs. And laughs. And says that means he's doing his job.
Grumble.
Meanwhile, I'm convinced my trainer is trying to kill me. I've told him as much. He laughs. And laughs. And says that means he's doing his job.
Grumble.
2 Comments:
At 11:55 AM, Anonymous said…
To quote Malcolm Reynolds "If someone tries to kill you, you try to kill them right back!"
At 3:41 PM, Amy The Writer said…
I used to yell at my Pilates teacher the same way (and it was just Pilates! I know!) Woman studied under Deepak Chopra, so you can imagine she was pretty nonplussed by me.
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