I have talked about getting a personal trainer for years. But I just couldn't justify the cost. Most people hate working out. I actually like it, but I HAVE to get into a routine to enjoy it. As soon as I stop working out for a significant period of time, I become a gym ghost. For instance, I was on a regular running kick, training for my first half marathon with my brother and some of my friends, and I hurt my knee just a few weeks before the race. Bummer. Ever since then my running routine is...well, a dream opportunity for Cher Horowitz and Tai's exercise of using the daily vocabulary word in a sentence. My Clueless loving friends, let's just call my routine "sporadic" at best.

So... I decided it was time to stop complaining about my new(ish)ly found antigravity with my running shoes. I signed up for a new gym membership. AND, get this, signed my life away with a personal trainer- a 12 month, 2/3 times a week contract. I was ecstatic to hear that I could sign with a blue ballpoint instead of blood, but I still can't believe I actually agreed to it. I have worked out with my trainer, Patrick, 3 times now, and I am excited to find how much better I will look and feel after weeks at this. I think it will be worth the money. My friends, I guess sometimes you just have to take the plunge, grab those weights, and start with a good ol' lunge.