I find myself at the brink of a very interesting Saturday evening.
Turns out that my buddy who came in from out of town decided to hang out with the wife today. That's cool.
Except they were about to get divorced over the fact that she was being shady.
Well, I guess I would call him a fool for doing that and I think that the logical side says that he is being shady, but there are times when I know I would have acted the same way as well. It is speaking from the heart and doing what your heart tells you. This can determine how we act and can be a very strong motivator.
Regardless, who am I to talk? The woman I am seeing was caught lying to me about talking to her ex. This was not the first time it happened and more than anything I was upset that she broke a promise.
Yet here I am pondering about taking her back. It eats at me everyday and I want to do it, but there is a voice that screams at me not to. I guess this is one of those decisions we have to do in life.
Regardless I somehow always find a way to end up in some sort of adventure. I was invited out to Downtown (Insert major city name here) with another girl. I girl I met at the gym last week, she attended my bootcamp class.
I had pulled her off the dreadmill and invited her to partake in my class that was about to begin. I promised her it would be hard and that she would hate me while doing it, but she still agreed.
She had, from what I recall, an amazing smile. She was extremely cute and more than anything her workout ethic turned me on very much so. She wasn't very strong, but she toughed out the workout like none other and did amazing in it.
At the end of the class she wrote down her cell number on the sign in sheet. I would be lying if I didn't tell you I was tempted to call but opted not too. I knew I would see her again, it was just a matter of patience.
Sure enough she came in today.
I forgot what I said when I approached but it ended up in use exchanging numbers and throwing out the idea of meeting up with friends.
Now I am being asked out on a date.
On the eve before Valentines! Yes, I am aware of the actual date.
Wow.
Anyway, I still haven't decided if I am going or not.
I guess I will find out in a few minutes and everyone else tomorrow.
Good night everyone!
It's just me discussing my day to day stories I experience as a Personal Trainer.
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Fridays are supposed to be my short days
I work a lot.
I think I am a work a holic. Not really sure since this is all that I have known to do. I always saw my dad working and my mom as well so I always figured it was normal.
But still.
I work a lot.
I usually work six days a week and I usually get off at 12 on Fridays. I ended up getting off work at 5PM.
It wouldn't have been too bad if it wasn't for the fact that I had to teach a bootcamp class this morning at 5:30 AM.
It wasn't really worth it because only one person showed up. It's ok, I still get paid my normal rate as if it was a full class. Hell, I still get paid even if nobody shows up! Though now this one guy decided to attend all of my morning classes. It's fun, but the energy is not the same when there is only one person in the class.
Saturday mornings I teach an 11 AM class at another location. I get paid less there and more people show up, since the class is free at this gym.
I love it though. I love the energy. I love seeing people's face of accomplishment when they are able to accomplish an exercise that they had not been able to do before or thought that they couldn't do before.
Anyway, this morning was supposed to be a good morning but I got double booked, one person didn't show up, another showed up late, and then I had..... Ugh, I wish I could post his real name.
I promised myself that I would never use real names, but needless to say his name was VERY unique and interesting. Maybe ill post it up somewhere.
This guy shows up and asks some information about the various protein drinks we carry in the gym and what he should get. This guy has had multiple injuries from working out improperly and so he wanted to get a drink to fix that problem.
It wasn't the drink that was the problem. This guy seemed to be on a path towards self destruction instead of self improvement.
So I sold him some training, or so I thought I did.
Come time for him to pay, his card had insufficient funds. Fail.
But it happens.
If I could train for free, I would, but I can't. I have bills to feed and mouths to feed.
Mid day I enjoyed my workout and the eye candy at the gym and was forced to wait till 4 for a client that showed up late.
Interesting woman who behaved as if she was in charge of everything. Didn't surprise me one bit when she was so submissive on the gym floor. I think I have figured out women like that. They act as if they are in charge of the world and are so used to thier AFC boyfriends/husbands.
It sucks for the guys because these are usually the nice guys. But they allow these women to control them a lot that they become nothing but a broken shell of a man who is a shadow of his former self at times.
Hell this woman was not even in a relationship, in her thirties, and not that unattractive. I can almost smell a breakup/divorce story coming from her soon.
Well It's time for me to get off this, I appreciate the early comments you guys gave me. I am still new to this blogging thing and I still don't know how to work it a lot but I will find out in due time.
Time to prepare for another busy day in the morning.
4 clients and 2 bootcamp classes.
I think I am a work a holic. Not really sure since this is all that I have known to do. I always saw my dad working and my mom as well so I always figured it was normal.
But still.
I work a lot.
I usually work six days a week and I usually get off at 12 on Fridays. I ended up getting off work at 5PM.
It wouldn't have been too bad if it wasn't for the fact that I had to teach a bootcamp class this morning at 5:30 AM.
It wasn't really worth it because only one person showed up. It's ok, I still get paid my normal rate as if it was a full class. Hell, I still get paid even if nobody shows up! Though now this one guy decided to attend all of my morning classes. It's fun, but the energy is not the same when there is only one person in the class.
Saturday mornings I teach an 11 AM class at another location. I get paid less there and more people show up, since the class is free at this gym.
I love it though. I love the energy. I love seeing people's face of accomplishment when they are able to accomplish an exercise that they had not been able to do before or thought that they couldn't do before.
Anyway, this morning was supposed to be a good morning but I got double booked, one person didn't show up, another showed up late, and then I had..... Ugh, I wish I could post his real name.
I promised myself that I would never use real names, but needless to say his name was VERY unique and interesting. Maybe ill post it up somewhere.
This guy shows up and asks some information about the various protein drinks we carry in the gym and what he should get. This guy has had multiple injuries from working out improperly and so he wanted to get a drink to fix that problem.
It wasn't the drink that was the problem. This guy seemed to be on a path towards self destruction instead of self improvement.
So I sold him some training, or so I thought I did.
Come time for him to pay, his card had insufficient funds. Fail.
But it happens.
If I could train for free, I would, but I can't. I have bills to feed and mouths to feed.
Mid day I enjoyed my workout and the eye candy at the gym and was forced to wait till 4 for a client that showed up late.
Interesting woman who behaved as if she was in charge of everything. Didn't surprise me one bit when she was so submissive on the gym floor. I think I have figured out women like that. They act as if they are in charge of the world and are so used to thier AFC boyfriends/husbands.
It sucks for the guys because these are usually the nice guys. But they allow these women to control them a lot that they become nothing but a broken shell of a man who is a shadow of his former self at times.
Hell this woman was not even in a relationship, in her thirties, and not that unattractive. I can almost smell a breakup/divorce story coming from her soon.
Well It's time for me to get off this, I appreciate the early comments you guys gave me. I am still new to this blogging thing and I still don't know how to work it a lot but I will find out in due time.
Time to prepare for another busy day in the morning.
4 clients and 2 bootcamp classes.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
My first post in My Personal Trainer Blog
I am a Personal Trainer.
I have been one for a few years and I have had some really interesting experiences along the way.
I am not a writer, though I thought I wanted to be when I was younger. I figured that I had something in my skills of writing, but apparently I don't.
Or rather, I don't know. I stopped writing a long time ago. The Marine Corp saw me going far away and my mind was elsewhere.
Oh yea, I am also a Marine.
I left active duty in 2006. I served 4 years and those were the most amazing years of my life. I loved the Marine Corp. I hate the Marine Corp. I think every Marine does. At least all the one's I've met.
After I got out I started to put the GI Bill to use and went to College
Oh yea, I am also (recently) a college graduate.
College was interesting for me. I was amongst the first group of Veterans from this war that attended college. It was interesting going to college as one of the only Veterans in my class and on campus. As the wars continued and more Veterans left service and attended college, I watched the Veterans groups on campus grow and expand.
I was on my way out. No point in becoming a super senior.
But I digress.
I am a Personal Trainer This blog is about that.
No I am not here to give you fitness advice. Though that may happen from time to time.
I do not want to sell you anything, but if you want personal training I may not turn that down.
I am here to record my journey.
I am here to put my my everyday stories and random shit that happens throughout the day.
Why?
What makes me special? Honestly, nothing. I just want to rekindle the flame I had as a young writer.
I wanted to leave a mark. Who knows? Maybe fifty years from now when my grandkids stumble upon this site they will know who their grandpa was and say, "Hey, that guy was pretty cool." Or "Man that guy was crazy."
Either way, It's ok. If you decide to read this. Thank you and feel free to say hi =)
I have been one for a few years and I have had some really interesting experiences along the way.
I am not a writer, though I thought I wanted to be when I was younger. I figured that I had something in my skills of writing, but apparently I don't.
Or rather, I don't know. I stopped writing a long time ago. The Marine Corp saw me going far away and my mind was elsewhere.
Oh yea, I am also a Marine.
I left active duty in 2006. I served 4 years and those were the most amazing years of my life. I loved the Marine Corp. I hate the Marine Corp. I think every Marine does. At least all the one's I've met.
After I got out I started to put the GI Bill to use and went to College
Oh yea, I am also (recently) a college graduate.
College was interesting for me. I was amongst the first group of Veterans from this war that attended college. It was interesting going to college as one of the only Veterans in my class and on campus. As the wars continued and more Veterans left service and attended college, I watched the Veterans groups on campus grow and expand.
I was on my way out. No point in becoming a super senior.
But I digress.
I am a Personal Trainer This blog is about that.
No I am not here to give you fitness advice. Though that may happen from time to time.
I do not want to sell you anything, but if you want personal training I may not turn that down.
I am here to record my journey.
I am here to put my my everyday stories and random shit that happens throughout the day.
Why?
What makes me special? Honestly, nothing. I just want to rekindle the flame I had as a young writer.
I wanted to leave a mark. Who knows? Maybe fifty years from now when my grandkids stumble upon this site they will know who their grandpa was and say, "Hey, that guy was pretty cool." Or "Man that guy was crazy."
Either way, It's ok. If you decide to read this. Thank you and feel free to say hi =)
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