Friday, April 17, 2009

Diary of a Fat Girl: Part Eighteen

Today was my last appointment with B. the Sadistic Trainer. He spent the session going on and on about how proud he is of me, and how he believes, one hundred percent, that I'm going to meet my fitness goals.

I almost cried!

Almost--fortunately, I was able to control myself. I start with a new trainer on Monday, and she should be great.

So it's out with Sadistic Trainer and in with the unknown new trainer. The new is a little bit nerve-wracking, but there is one common denominator in this equation: Me.

I am strong enough to make this work, whether I keep it up with a trainer, or on my own.

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