Day one with D....

Update....my trainers got switched, ex-military girl isn't training me anymore...she wants my trainer to have some more motivated people to train. But she helped him with my training and nutrition schedule.

D....that is what I will call my personal trainer. It's convenient not only does it represent his name (much like everyone else, names are determined by letters) anyway, it also stands for devil or destroyer. I don't care if he was an underwear model.... he can be as pretty as he likes, he is still the devil in my books.

D is going to kick my ass.... already I am having difficulty walking. "We" did legs today. Yesterday I went to the gym to do some cardio... knowing full well that I am going to have to be able to run at least 5k in a decent time, I wanted to get a head start. I saw D as I was heading in and he said "Stiletto....don't work on your legs, we are doing them tomorrow."

Why he decided that we were doing anything is beyond me, because I know I worked on my legs today but from what I saw he was just sitting beside me going.... "One more or 30 more seconds or push it stiletto... basic isn't going to go easy on you, so nither am I."

The whole time I was thinking... wait I am paying for this... boo. Stupidity at a whole new level.

I was excited because it is getting me that much closer to being able to apply with the CF. D was excited because he gets to train someone that he can push; I guess the guy that he was training before me was pissing and moaning about what D was making him do...which is about 1/2 of what I am starting out with so D told him what I was doing for my first day of training; and the guy came up to me and said...."man, I'm glad I'm not you...good-luck." Well; let me tell you, that is where my excitement ended...and my thoughts turned to "Oh Shit".

So D was all excited to start my workout and so was I, but instead of slowly assessing me like most trainers do... D said "I know your goals I looked them up and we are starting hard today. No stops, 2 sets of everything and in between sets you are going to skip. The freaking we word is going to be the death of me, every time I hear it I think "finally he's going to show me he can do this to" only to be disappointed.

But truth be told the work-out wasn't that bad, and I should be in really good shape by the time I have no more sessions with D left... he is taking the minimum requirements and multiplying them by 5 and training me to get to that point!! I like his thought process. Hopefully that will make BMQ a little easier.

Well, I am off to buy some new runners and a few more work-out outfits as I am now doing 6 days at the gym and 1 outfit just isn't going to cut it.

Laters,
Stiletto