Why when you go to a trainer for the first time, do they not realize you need to do things the next day?
I had a training session at the gym. I’ve never worked with this trainer before today. In fact, I haven’t worked with anyone for a long time. For the last year, my physical workout was done walking to the train. Before that, I had a gym in my building and I used it three or four times a week. I was in the best shape of my life. It was great. I actually enjoyed going. But, I moved. This apartment is cuter and in a great neighborhood, but it doesn’t have a workout room.
So, first I had to get over the fact that now I had to pay for a gym. That alone is hideous. Pay top dollar to do something that makes you uncomfortable and causes you to sweat? Only in America. Do you think they pay to workout in, oh, Zimbabwe? A trainer was thrown in. Oh goodie. Two sessions with a trainer…that person who was going to motivate me to get past the hate and feel the burn. Well, I felt the burn. Only now I can’t bend, or reach, or sit, or climb up the stairs to my apartment. I’m doing laundry in the basement and I am practically screaming in pain. Do they expect that after this meeting, I am going to lay in bed for the next two days, until my muscles have reverted back to their original flabbiness?
It’s crazy. Then she had the nerve to ask if I would like to cough up $150 for the next 3 sessions. Need she ask? When we finished the actual workout, she asked me what I thought and I told her that I thought she was mean. She seemed surprised by that. I’m a sure others have thought the same thing, even if they hadn’t said it. I told her at this time, I wouldn’t be buying the next sessions.
