My Trainer Hates Me!

This is only the second time that I've met with Ben for my training sessions. I don't know what I could have done in that short time to make him hate me so much. What other reason would he have to try and kill me today??!! Ok, so he did not literally try to murder me, but it sure felt like I was dying.  


All jokes aside, I had an amazing work out today. By amazing, I don't mean that I  was smiling the whole time and throwing flowers around while fireworks were going off. I mean I was sweating like a pig over a camp fire. My legs were burning. My body was yelling and cursing at me. Man, I thought I was working hard while I was at the gym on my own. Boy was I ever wrong! I was pretty excited about the fact that I get an extra free session this month, until BEN told me what he had in store for me. Starting next week I will be constantly sweating. I won't be getting a break in between machines or in between reps. He gave me a taste of the torture that he has in store for me, starting next Thursday at 10:30 AM.  I did a machine to work out my back. After a set of 15, that had my arms burning, he made me do 20 squats. Then another set, 20 more squats and another set. Then he put me on the leg press, a machine I used to call my favorite (until today). He put the weight at 160, 160( I wish I could caps lock 160)! By the time I was done doing 3 sets of 20, I was contemplating getting my legs amputated so that I did not have to do that machine again.  In reality, even though my body burned during the work out, I felt great afterwards.


I got to the gym 30 minutes before my training session so that I could do 30 minutes of cardio. At 10:00am I met Ben on the 1st floor, we talked about a few things and then he took my measurements. We looked through my workout log and talked about my cardio. He told me that I need to add a 3.0 incline to my walk. My days of walking without an incline are over. After all that, we got to work. Once I finished my strength work out, I headed back upstairs to do the other half of my cario, with an incline. I could barely make it up the stairs. The first 2 minutes of the walk seemed easy. I laughed at the pathetic incline, thinking it felt no different than my normal walk. Again, I was wrong. Before I got to 5 minutes my legs were screaming again. I pushed on until I hit 10 minutes. After 10 minutes I had to stop. I stretched my legs out a little, drank some water, and began another 10 minutes. Once I got to the 20 minute mark, I stopped again, stretched and started on my last 10 minutes. My breaks in between the 10 minutes were probably no longer than 30 seconds. I know I will eventually get to the point where I can walk the full 30 minutes at an incline, but for now, I need a small breather in between.


When I finished my cardio (for the second time) I was so relieved. I wiped off my treadmill and headed down stairs. I never thought that walking down stairs could be so hard. My legs felt like jello. I contemplated just laying down and rolling down the rest of the stairs, but people might stare. I made it to the locker room, splashed some water on my face and headed home. 


Hopefully everyone saw the humor in my post today. My work out was more intense today than it usually is and it did hurt like hell, but once it was over, I felt great. For the record, I really do like my trainer. He keeps me thinking positive and constantly tells me that he is excited about how hard I am working. He mentioned to me today that he knows I am working hard because he sees me in the gym a lot. The fact that he acts so excited for me really does help me. It keeps me thinking positive and gets me excited to reach my goal. I know this is all for a good cause; My health and getting to a healthy weight.