My trainer that I've had since February quit a few weeks ago. No notice, but I was pretty sure it was coming. I knew he wasn't happy with his job. I was super nervous when I found out because I wasn't sure that I wanted to start all over with someone new. Someone who didn't know a thing about my past workouts.
It took a lot for me to not be negative about it. But, 3 weeks into working with the new trainer and I think I'm going to like her! She has a very different approach to the workouts than my old trainer did, but I think it's good! I've shocked my body (aka she tries to KILL me) and I've finally jumped over the pleteau that I was on almost the entire summer. I'm now down 46 lbs. I'll measure on the 17th of the month and see how many inches.
It's nice to be leaving the gym feeling like I'm going to puke and shaky. I didn't want to admit that my old trainer had slacked off on the workouts, but the new one has made that obvious.
I kind of have a renewed faith in working out and I'm excited to go to the gym... Something I never thought I'd say.
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