I think I hate my trainer
He's a hardass. And not in the way one would expect a trainer to be a hardass. He won't let me make any decisions. I can't add reps or weight without him telling me so first. I can't work out more often than he tells me I can. Luckily, I talked him into an extra day of cardio.
And, he won't let me use the cardio equipment I prefer. I like to read while I work out and the stationary bike is the only easy piece of equipment for reading.
No can do. No bike. No rowing machine.
I get to choose between the treadmill and the elliptical trainer. BORING! BORING! BORING! Today I spent 30 minutes on the elliptical. I thought I was going to die. I was wearing 2 sports bras and still I bounced. My breasts were killing me by the end.
(Shameless. I am a shameless blogger.)
The really bad part? According to the gym scale I gained a pound.
And, he won't let me use the cardio equipment I prefer. I like to read while I work out and the stationary bike is the only easy piece of equipment for reading.
No can do. No bike. No rowing machine.
I get to choose between the treadmill and the elliptical trainer. BORING! BORING! BORING! Today I spent 30 minutes on the elliptical. I thought I was going to die. I was wearing 2 sports bras and still I bounced. My breasts were killing me by the end.
(Shameless. I am a shameless blogger.)
The really bad part? According to the gym scale I gained a pound.
posted by Belle at 5:54 PM
2 Comments:
ahahahahahahaha!
he sounds like a dictator.
would have been great in the army.
I'm thinking he probably was in the army. He's got the haircut.
He's really gigantic, too
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