Operation Skinny Bitch Update

Ok so I've worked with Taylor twice now and both times I have cursed his name two days after the fact as I struggled to stand up out of a chair or had to conjure up all my will to lift my coffee off the desk. He said that soreness means results. If this is true the back of my knees and the sides of my neck are going to be dead sexy before too long (those muscles made their presence known for a week after each of their beatings). Taylor is a nice guy. He is good at what he does for the following reasons:

1) He is pretty convincing when he says things like "You got it! Just 5 more!" and "C'mon! Keep going!" to my fluffy self as I sweat and struggle to do the last however many whatever-I'm-doing's (he always counts so he could totally be torturing me). I think that is probably skill number one you learn when getting your personal training certification. Acting is key! I'm sure he's really thinking "Dear TODD this girl is pathetic... but it's almost precious how she thinks she's doing so good... bless."

2) I am SORE afterwards. That's the point right? If so he's getting an A+.

3) He talks back to me. I'm not sure if you're supposed to be the "strong, silent type" when being a personal trainer but Taylor is. The good news is when I talk to him (to distract myself from my wobbly legs as I wall-sit) he does talk back to me. I'm trying to warm him up so I don't have to carry all the conversational weight as well as the weight of my pudgy self through all these sessions, but he get's full credit for playing along. Some people suck at that.

4) He looks the part. It's a little intimidating but I think it's just as well that I am intimidated by this man's scary arms. It does help me feel very obedient when he tells me I have 10 of anything left. I can't let this man and his giant biceps down. He could do this in is sleep! Hell he probably does! To be fair he's not as hulking as I remember him being when I met him... but he's no Napoleon...

This week he is on vacation so I had homework--do either the arms or legs routines we did and then cardio a couple more times. I picked legs because it seems like you should alternate...? Clearly I needed this guidance. I did my best to remember everything and execute as if those scary biceps were watching me. I think I did a good job. But the true test is if on Wednesday I am muttering swears under my breath at my legs for being a couple of wussies. We'll see...