So, I am pretty pissed at myself now that I see how much I have been slacking. I need to get my head out of my ass. To counter this, I have been using this new found anger to kick my own ass. As Awesome trainer Debbie is no longer at my gym, I tried a semi-private group class. I left totally bored. I thought that it was supposed to keep some personalization to it. Otherwise, it is the same as walking into a class offered at a big-box gym. I hated it. Luckily, I did not pay for it. I also think I am really pissed at the owner who let Debbie go, so I am finding reasons not to like it. I am not ready to give up the goat with the place yet, but we shall see.
So, I called Debbie. I have been dying for weeks to train with her. As she is awesome, she said she was working out for herself and said I could come.. How cool?!? I am training with my super cool trainer... TOTALLY MOTIVATING. We worked hard. I hurt this morning and I couldn't be more happy about it. I felt pushed and worked to that 'oh shit' point so many times and so many sets. And we laughed. And we cursed.
I know this sounds funny, but if I can't easily bitch through the hard parts of a workout, it isn't fun. I never (well very seldom) say can't or won't. I do the reps I am told at the weight I am told. But I will curse through it. More cursing = Better Workout
Hopefully, I can stay pissed enough to blow through some serious burn over the next few weeks.