Funny how I started off the week on a mental high... felt like I was soaring on Cloud 9 over my 9% body fat loss. But then by Thursday, I was in pain and just plain mad. My back muscles hurt, could barely bend. My biceps hurt, could only do about three shoulder presses at a time. Tried to tell Nigel, but somehow the more I talked about pain, the more he smiled. About 22 minutes into the work out, I told Nigel, " I want to leave."
"You want to leave?" he asked.
"Yeah, I want to leave."
Without a beat he said, "Get on the treadmill!"
"Nigel! I--"
"Get on the treadmill!"
"Ok. Fine. I'll do 15 minutes..."
"38 minutes"
"Nigel!!"
"38 minutes!"
I left the gym mad.
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