My level of sarcasm at least triples the minute I walk into the gym where my sister and work out with our trainer. You ask yourself constantly "Why I am I paying someone to kick my ass?" Probably because with free will you would never voluntarily run the stairs or push a weight bench across the gym. I would spend most of my time thinking a brisk walk with the dog constituted fitness. So, as much as I complain I have for the most part been commited to regular exercise since last October. My real struggle is the second part of healthy living: streamlining the diet. Hence begins a list of advice and motivation our trainer passes on to us.
This week it was this gem: Next time you go to the vet you better have them take a look at that pair of sick pythons! (Sweet....I finally have arm muscles)
Other classics that could be made into t-shirts:
Serious Calorie Burn
Chiseling the V
Ice cream - where fitness goals go to die
3 minutes or until fatigue...whichever comes first