A couple weeks ago I had the brilliant idea to get a personal trainer. Frankly I hated the thought of wasting my money at the gym and fumbling around trying to use stuff I don't know how to use (both the machines, and quite a few of my muscles. lol!) I was so intimidated by my trainer, who looks something like this guy pictured below (ok, not really) and causes me to use muscles I didn't know I had. His name is PETE (spoken in a voice loud enough and low enough to wake the dead).
I have been sore since my last workout on Wednesday!!! I have sore muscles that I wasn't even aware were being used during that grueling half hour. I did discover a new love though, leg presses. I LOOOOOOOOOVE them. Next week I am working out with a muscular man beast of a woman named Denise. Oh boy. Can't wait.
Cheers!
