Clothing was fine, workout was fine, heat in gym - not so fine.
I said to A that I thought my sweat was overpowering my ability to workout. It is SOOOOO incredibly hot in the gym and combine that with the fact that I am moving every muscle, and it's an ongoing rainfall of salty sweat. I feel so embarrassed to have A see me sweat so much, it's so gross. He says it doesn't bother him, but I'm sure he giggles when thinking about the fat blonde blob of sweat.
We started on the stair master for 4.
Moved over to leg presses and did my normal 90lb, 15 together, 15 separate, then on the 2nd set - A added an additional 10 lbs. Then 12 separate, 10 separate. Not too bad, I was able to handle the weight with no problem.
Leg extensions, arm and chest, push ups, resistance cords, stability ball, ab work - all our normals. He didn't even throw in anything new this time. I think he took it easy on me since it was Friday night and he knew I was going out with his sister V and L. He didn't want me talk about how he killed me!
We also talked a lot during this workout too, about starting over with a new body and various stuff about relationships.
A is very supportive and very encouraging, and he's always saying the right, 'nice' things. Of course, I realize that he's not going to say negative things about me seeing as I pay him to be my trainer, but I genuinely think he's just a nice man and wouldn't say anything to hurt anyone's feelings. We talked about men being superficial pigs and I liked the fact that he argued some points with me. I said 9 out of 10 men are assholes. He wouldn't let me settle for anything but 8 of 10. I had to give him the 1 - as he wasn't budging. God bless him, he still thinks that men would find a heifer like me attractive, but I'm giving up on that one. It's too much of a fight and I don't have the energy.
I will say that I'm more than glad that he's my trainer. I thank God that V introduced us. I can't imagine doing this with anyone else. Regardless of why he says the things he does, he makes me feel good about the small goals that I accomplish. When I told him today that someone I hadn't seen for several months, sheepishly told me that I was looking really good, he stopped the workout to give me a quick celebratory hug. He says he sees me getting stronger with each session and that he's proud of me. His words of encouragement make me work even harder, because he makes me feel that he believes in me. He honestly thinks I can do all this stuff and he's serious about it.
Tonight I plan on celebrating my fitness by lifting a few pints with my gal pals. I think I deserve it.
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