This is how I felt after my first two sessions with my trainer.  I don’t know many trainers personally, but I do think that there has to be some element of sadism in their makeup – not enough to disqualify them from their work – just enough to let them enjoy it.  Who in the world said that whatever doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger?

There is also another nasty secret to working out.  The real pain only comes the following day after you got a good night’s sleep.  It is sort of the opposite of delayed gratification.  I really do think that when the trainers wake up the following morning, they have their own moment of gratification knowing that it took me 5 minutes to walk the 10 steps to my bathroom.

Hopefully after a few more sessions I will not be quite so bitter.

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2 Responses to Exhaustion

  1. I hear ya. My trainer does not smile. Also, I haven’t been able to fully extend my arms since Thursday.


    • Ambrose says:

      Mine smiles, but I think its my pain and suffering that are making her smile. I can’t be sure of this. She seems like a nice person (other than that sadistic thing going on).

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