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I did it. I switched trainers. The Limp Wimp hurt my back the other day, and I'm dying in pain. It's one thing to put up with his nasty words, but I'm not risking injury to my body! So, on Monday I will begin training with one of the biggest black men I have ever seen in my life (and he's cute, too), Ray. Called Aaron the Beast and let him know about the switch. He said this guy is really good. He's been a trainer for a long time. Well why in the hell didn't he give me to him instead then, so I didn't have to live the last few weeks in horror???!!! I guess this guy just moved to my gym from another gym. Anyhoo . . . I haven't even worked out with the guy yet, but I can just tell that things will be better, and while I still miss Aaron, this dreaded feeling I've been having in the pit of my stomach is gone. I'm actually a little excited. It can only be better. Nothing could be worse than the Limp Wimp. Aaron also, once again, promised to get down here and give me my comp seesions on the weekends. I've been pissed because he hasn't done it, but he told me not to tell anyone, but he's been having to come in on the weekends and do community service. Oops! I think I just told the world! So, as soon as he's done with that, he'll give up the comps!

On the AOC front. OMG! Things are going so well. We've been having more conversations . . . via phone and IM, but that's better than emails. At least they're actual "conversations". Told the AOC about my problems with the Limp Wimp. He said it sounded like he had "small dick syndrome". Hmmm . . . understatement of the year.

School front: Not ready to talk about it yet. Yes . . . it is that bad.

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Jammie J. said…
Can I hear a big fat YIPPEE! I hope your new trainer works out (ha ha) better than your old one. Good decision.

Yippee. I'm so excited for you!
Jeanette - Big fat Yippees across the board!!! I'm a little nervous about walking into the gym though. All of this trainer switching was done behind the Wimp's back. I'm not sure I can face him. I really do hate hurting people's feelings, or whatever.

But,my mom asked, "Do you like him?" NO. "Do you care if he likes you?" NO...well I do care a little. I want everyone to like me. But, no, not enough to care.

Am I the only one that thinks it's hard to find that place where you really don't care what people think of you?

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