I've hired myself a personal trainer. And he is hard core. He made me climb the stairs of hell almost 2 times tonight. Grrrrrrrr...
the maddening part of the whole thing is that he is so perky and fricken cheerful "Come on!" "You can do it!" "We are going to dominate these stairs" Then after climbing and climbing and climbing--he has the nerve to say "Aren't these fun?". and then "So are we going to do this again tomorrow?"
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