Showing posts with label The Gym: part 1. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Gym: part 1. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Sore And Sorer

So I've started working out with a trainer.  He's my height, less than 1/2 my age, and a wrestler.

He loves Bridesmaids ( not to flog a dead horse ) by the by.  Saw it opening weekend with a buddy and just watched it again with a date Friday night.  Cooked her dinner, then the movie. He's seen it numerous times he assured me. ( I'm just setting up our instant rapport here)

I had hoped for gentle introductory session working out chest, triceps and core, taking into account my age, the fact I haven't lifted a weight in about a year, and the 4 hours I had spent working in the garden before going to the gym.



 He showed no mercy.  GG was training by herself and later told me I was making strange noises. Grunts, groans, whimpers I'm not sure but yes, there I was, making noise in a gym.

Tonight my pride is hurt, tomorrow it will be my chest, triceps and abdomen.  Please don't make me laugh for the next two days.

No, really, I mean it.

Then Wednesday I'll be back for legs and cardio.

Thank God I could only afford to sign up for 6 training sessions.

Please send no money.  6 sessions are plenty.  Trust me.