So I had my long awaited personal training session tonight, and I was really looking forward to it because I was hoping that I would be really fired up by some muscle bound trainer that would give me a lot of pep talk and weight lifting advice. What I got was a very knowledgeable person, but someone I thought I was in much much better shape then. His shoulders were pretty narrow, and I distinctly saw a stomach that pouched out quite far for my tastes in personal trainers. I thought back to a couple of blog posts ago when the woman mistook me as a personal trainer. Is this what she meant? Did she think of me as someone who had no business doing what I do? Much like a blind man giving a guided tour, I'm somewhat suspicious...
As it turns out, I'm pretty proud of my beginning stats...blood pressure was good, 166 lbs, and 9% body fat. Now the training begins.
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