my personal trainer? oh, he's a miracle worker! i've been meeting with him for a while and he's always so encouraging and energetic. he always cheers me on, "come on, mara!" and he changes things up from time to time: "marching!!! . . . running!!!" weights, laps, steps, even dancing . . . he's right there taking me to the next level.
he's been in the business just over two years, but you'd think he's been at it his whole life! i love that he always welcomes me with a little smile. he makes even the toughest workout fun! i think he notices when i get tired, but he pushes on until he knows i've done all i can.
by then it's usually supper time so i put him in his high chair and try to trick him into eating everything on his plate. last week we watched the heffalump movie together, and then practiced our elephant faces. yes, indeed. i love my trainer. after all, it's not often you get paid to work out.
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you'd think i'd just post again if i had something to say. but no.
well, yes.
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