So Shelane and Brad, otherwise known as Our Personal Trainer Who Looks Like Justin Timberlake, were talking tonight about the fact that in his eight years of training, he's never once slept with a client.

"Never ever," I said.

"Nope," he replied. "It's too weird. The whole paying thing would make it too awkward."

It made sense to us, of course, and that's when he said, "Besides, personal training is sort of the extra amenity of dating a trainer."

For some reason, this just struck me as hilarious. It could have been a lack of oxygen to my brain after all of those lunges but who knows. We've all decided that perhaps it's time for me to up my sessions with him and the girls to twice a week.

In other news, after months of hemming and hawing, on Wednesday I finally settled on a new gym - a chain with locations near my house and office. I had my first spinning class there last night and it was ... fine. The instructor went on and on about how "amazing" the Red Hot Chili Peppers are, and I'm here to tell you: the Red Hot Chili Peppers are many things, but amazing is not one of them. Maybe when I was in high school and Flea was still sporting socks on his penis. But not so much now.

Anyway, Shelane and I are going to take kickboxing on Sunday, which is wonderful because I love kickboxing and its been months since I've taken a class. She belongs to the same chain and surprisingly, this go round of getting myself into shape has been helped and not hindered by my friends joining along. I'm surprised by this since this has always been a solo pursuit for me.

It's nice.

Lastly, my iPod died this week. It's beyond repair and I figured it was time. We had a wonderful two years together, but this is the third time I've had something happen and this time it's not an easy fix. I'd rather just get the newer, 30 GB model. It has 10 less GB than my model, but I never managed to use my entire iPod anyway.

Plus? Movies!

Posted by Erin at 08:42 PM | filed under: Training

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