Personal Trainer

So, I got me a personal trainer. Well, my mom offered it to me. And I told her hell yes. So we went shopping today. And I'm going to be training with this guy named Laurence. When I told him I wanted my ass kicked, he told me that he had been in the military for ten years and that he'd kick my ass even if I didn't want it kicked. So that was really great. And it'll be good. Because when I shook his hand, I thought my hand was going to fall off. And I think he was being gentle, lol. So my first appointment is Thursday at two o'clock.
Anyway, that made me pretty happy. So now it's actually time to kick my own ass and go do a Jillian tape. It's like a "Last Chance Workout" before my Weight Watchers meeting tomorrow. I'll probably do Level 2 Jillian, rest a little, then get on the treadmill. Kill me now before it hurts.