My Trainer, My Punishment

I am fully aware that one of the reasons I seem to be only slowly dropping lbs is because of my bad eating habits and my unwillingness to commit to regular exercise. This is evident by the fact that I have a personal trainer that kicks my butt every time I actually show up to a session. He likes to punish me for all the times I was supposed to work out and didn't.

My trainer is pretty amazing though. He graduated from the marines second fittest in his company. He trained for a week to run a marathon and averaged a 7 minute mile. And he's a viscous liar.

He always claims it's the last rep but it's not. I don't need him to lie to me giving me a false hope that it's only one more painful sumo squat. Just give it to me straight. I have to suffer through a couple more.

So when my fiance and I went to our session on Sunday after missing two weeks straight, my trainer put us through boot camp. Yeah, it was as bad as it sounds. At the end, we were both nauseous and exhausted. I had to take a nap.

I capped off my workout with some MuscleMilk, which I have to tell you, is tauted as the new wonder protein. I woke up this morning refreshed and without pain. But when my trainer messaged me this morning to see how I was feeling, I decided not to tell him about the lack of pain. I really don't want him trying harder next time.