Got my butt kicked by a Marine...

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-- Caelanwolf - griffey chriss - Shakespeare's Monkeys

My quest for physical health stops short after about 5 or 6 weeks of working out. In October I decided that if I did that again I would get a gym membership, and if it wasn't too awfully expensive a personal trainer as well.

Well guess what? I haven't worked out properly in almost 2 months, so I went on Monday and signed up at a gym, and I am the proud owner of a new shiny personal trainer. He also happens to be a former Marine.

I had my first session with The Marine today. I am so glad that I went to the gym on my own on Tuesday and Wednesday (swam 625 yards on Tues, ran a mile, did chest presses and swam 250 yards on Wed) in preparation for today.

It was a joint session for myself and another of his "recruits" a girl a few years older than me, who weighs about 90lbs, soaking wet. Miss B, we'll call her,  lost 2 races to me (I weigh like 200lbs, people, a lot is muscle, and a lot is fat) and therefore had to clean up the equipment we used. She said "I CAN'T" a lot, and got yelled at and got him up in her face with the whistle blown constantly. I just kept my mouth shut, cracked a few jokes, and kept on keepin' on 'til I could do no more. 

The Marine said he was proud of me, that he hoped I didn't hurt too much tomorrow, and gave me a high five.

My nickname is now "Crazy".

It felt awesome. 

The assistant manager is cool, too, she did my membership intake and we gabbed for quite a while. She caught me today and gave me lots of thumbs up signals and such.

I'm excited to go back. I think I will do some swimming tomorrow, and some weight training on Saturday, with a day of rest on Sunday.



I see The Marine again at 1600 hrs on Monday. He is also going to go over nutrition with me (yay!)

I need to go lay down and not move my muscles for a while, now, hahaha!

Speaking of Marines... I just pledged to support 50 Marines and their Gunny Sergeant who arrived in Afghanistan this month until the end of the year through my charity, Operation: Bag of Home. 

Life is good, the husband will be home in LESS THAN ONE MONTH for his 18 days of leave. Thank the lord.

I told The Marine I might not need to come to the gym for my cardio for a little while in February and he laughed.