I have been working with a trainer for a few weeks, and I love him. Curtis calls him my gym boyfriend, and that is probably what he is. He makes me want to work harder and it is working. He doesn't yell at me, or demand I feed him, or tell me how mean I am, maybe that is why I love it there?
One day I will post how I have finally reached my goal and have the body I have always wanted, but for now, I am working on it. One run at a time.




