Along with our membership to Bally’s came a free personal trainer appointment. Rene and I had that appointment today. I’m shocked at how out of shape I am. I thought I was good when I was poppin’ emails and talking contracts on the treadmill – but then Tony, that is the name of my torturer, invited me to workout with him and Rene.
I won’t embarrass myself by explaining how the “simple” cross training exercises made me feel like I was going to puke. In my defense I knew that I was out of shape and had planned to keep it really light as I felt out my new environment.
I go back Friday for my scheduled ass-kicking.
Today’s pic has nothing to do with anything:
This was a sign outside the gas station that I saw when I was filling up. I always wonder why the gas station has a full on pizza joint in it and this sign does not help answer that question, but I guess I’m happy to know that there is a place to get bread sticks even while I get gas.
Also I like this song and video:
See you tomorrow!