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Things I Didn't WANT to Know

Another perfect example of why I hate the little piece of shit that is my new trainer.

All trainers at my gym foam roll and stretch their clients out before you start a workout. You lay on a mat and basically let them hurt you to death. No...really...it f-ing hurts!!! And, you can't help but make faces and grimace a lot.

Whenever the Wimp hits a really sore spot and I make a face or a noise, he says, "Oh Yea!" I thought he meant this in a kind of "Feel the Burn" kind of way. Nope!

The Wimp: Did you know that a woman makes the same face when she's in pain as she does when she's in the middle of the throes of passion? Yep! It's true. If you film a woman in labor she'll make the same face as when she's having an orgasm.

So, now I know. The "Oh Yea!" is because he's thinking about me in bed? as he I'm laying there truly dying in pain. Not like he can get it up anyway!!! And, I am truly, utterly, unbelievingly disgusted!!!

I left the gym in tears once again yesterday. A part of my life that I used to look forward to has completely been turned into a nightmare. I called Aaron the Beast, my beautiful, strong, smart, always professional, old trainer in tears again as well. He said I should really just find another trainer to work with, and is trying to help me out. And as long as I can wait a couple of weeks, when he comes back into town he'll help me learn to be completely self-sufficient at this whole work out thing. I'm not sure I can wait till then!!!

First day of the Spring semester. I don't want to go to school today!!! Gaw!!! I really don't want to go to school!!! All I want to do is lay on the couch . . . SUPINE!

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Jessiedc28 said…
What happened to the chick trainer you talked to last week? I thought she was goign to switch you?

Did you find out what the definition of that word is? Are you using it correctly?
Aaron said that there isn't a trainer at my gym who has the education to be able to help me enough. Even though the girl trainer is good, she hasn't been a trainer long enough. He recommended a couple of others though, but they're at another gym.

Yes, I checked the definition. I'm pretty sure I'm using it right. It's an adjective meaning to lie down on your back or something.

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