Woman of steel...
Dec. 29th, 2006 07:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I just had a session with my trainer. Those people have no mercy. I mean, she's a wonderful friend and I love her dearly, but I think she has reduced me to rubble and debris.
I hadn't had a session with her since October. I was way overdue for a different programme, she said. All the weights are heavier now. She asked me about my stretches. I tried not to look guilty but she saw at once I hadn't been doing adequate stretches. Now I have double stretches to do. "More options" she called it. Right. And she wants me to do a full minute of the Bridge and a full minute of the Plank. Each time.
Masochism in the name of health and beauty.
Groan.
I will think of Bruce Wayne. I will think of Aragorn son of Arathorn. I will think of Starbuck. Would they stint on their training? Never.
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Date: 2006-12-31 04:30 am (UTC)You were, as it happens, one of a small, select few who actually got a card from me - I was horribly disorganized, and on the whole didn't get even halfway through the "A" pages of my address book - sending cards to only a fraction of the people I wanted to send cards too. I hope my friends realize that I still love them anyway!