Conversation with my Trainer

My trainer – PJ – tried to kill me in the gym last night.  BUT, he gave me a huge compliment when we were finished.

He said, “I didn’t think you were going to make it….I shoulda known you would prove me wrong.”  (beaming smile).   I was giving him all kinds of attitude though …~L~ 

He had me do pushups (regular, not girlie) with weights  in each hand that I had to lift up and do a row, then go down in to a pushup and lift the other weight in to a row.

Me:  “you want these on my knees, right?” 

PJ: “Now why would I have you do that, we’ve already established that you can do thirty regular pushups”

Me: “Yeah, but they aren’t pretty ones.”

PJ:  “This isn’t the Miss America pageant…now give me 10…and any more lip and you’ll do 20”

Me:  “Welcome back PJ, I missed you.”

PJ: “Ya, like a heart attack.”

Me: “Which I’ll be having shortly”

A couple of people were around us and they busted up laughing …….  I did the pushups w/ weight row as asked….PJ was grinning from ear to ear.  SNOT! 

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