Personal strainer
By: rosalita54
Category: Dr. Greg Antoniak, Facial Surgery and Cosmetic Centre, fitness, Health and fitness, personal growth, personal trainers, The Athletic Club, Uncategorized
Getting old is like having the elastic come out of your underwear.
You’re like the old bra with the safety pins in it, or the Y fronts that have long ago stopped sucking in your balls.
Saggy, saggy everywhere.
Nothing bounces back. All give.
So for me to give myself over to a personal trainer at my tender age is, well, pretty brave.
But I’m up for it.
I have a new face thanks to Dr. Greg so I need the body to match. That’s why I’m embarking on a fitness journey to end my war against the flab. My new gym, the Athletic Centre in Ottawa, has graciously given me a few complimentary personal training sessions.
I had my first one yesterday with Tracy, a cute blonde looks like Kristen Bell, you know, Sarah Marshall. She was sweet and understanding, and I was pumped.
Unfortunately, I nearly hit the ground in early innings thanks to an inner ear issue, which caused Sarah Marshall some great alarm. I had to stop her from reaching for the defib.
“No dear, it’s okay. I have what Brian Mulroney has.”
I also have bad feet and tendons and they aren’t any better thanks to years of inactivity and wine drinking. They seemed to work great while I was at the gym, but caused me great consternation once I sat in my wonderful Ekornes chair. Couldn’t get up. No way, no how.
I fell asleep at 7 p.m. to Scott’s dismay as we’ve just bought the latest season of Weeds.
So he sat up last night playing some gory combat game on the PS3 while I reclined and snoozed with the pugs. Must say, I got a great sleep last night, and I was at it again at the gym today.
I know myself. For this to work, I have to go every day.
No excuse. I’m horribly underemployed and I could easily manage 16 hours to workout at the gym instead of the same number of hours playing Zelda.
I settled today for an hour on the bike with Will and Grace.
Had to write this blog before I seized up again. Great to know I still have muscles under all this flab.
Keep ya posted.
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