Yeah, not me. Or my trainer. But you get the idea.
I always talk to the front desk staff at my gym (which is how I met trainer girl) whether they are associates or trainers. A select few have really taken me under their wing and have been helping me, guiding, me, and giving me priceless tips about diet and exercise.
About a week ago, I was introduced to Trainer Boy. He is a complete opposite of the gal I've been exercising with, but it's a GOOD thing. After talking to my favorite front desk dude about isolate protein powders and fish oil (because we're cool), trainer boy jumps in and realizes I'm legit about changing my life.
The magic words.
"Hey, I have a few clients who pre-pay for sessions, then don't answer my calls when it's time to schedule. At the end of the month, if I have any leftover open time, come on in and I'll train you."
Really, readers? Do you guys even KNOW how lucky I feel? This is the second trainer who has sacrificed time and energy to help ME.
I'm going to re-preach a previous post, because it begs to be said. ASK FOR HELP.
That's all I do. I ask and ask and ask and ask. Not for everything, don't get me wrong. It's usually a "Can you show me how to use this equipment?", "What in the freaking heck is a Superman Surfer?" or "Is there a certain brand of protein powder I should avoid?". The difference between just asking and actually asking and doing is what catches the attention of the staff.
Please don't think I am trying to get everybody to scam on trainers. I wish I could afford to pay for a personal trainer, because in my mind the way I've treated my body these past few years, I DON'T deserve the advice I've been recieving. I'm just trying to help you all understand that when you put yourself out there and make others realize that you are SERIOUS about a new way of life, good things will come of it.
P.S. Trainer boy looks like a meathead, but as it turns out, he's quite awesome. I guess you can't judge a book by it's cover, even if that book looks like a gorgeous beefed-up snobby fitness model with dimples and long eyelashes. Think A.C. Slater sans mullet. :-)
What? Oh, I'm just headed to the gym to fix Kristen's bod.