"No, I will get the weights you just need to rest." My heart lept in my chest as the deep voice resonated in my ears. The man belonging to that voice was my very own personal trainer Gaston (Not his real name). For one hour he walked me through my training routine at the gym. Spotting when needed and telling me also when I needed to tighten my muscles during my workout. I must say I have never enjoyed a workout as I did yesterday. The reasons could have been because I was working intensely and experienced the satisfaction of a job well done. Or the fact that I had my own personal Greek God assisting me in workout. I think that later is more close to the truth. Either way the gym will definitely being bringing me a little more delight than normal. I am thankful for my own person Gaston except mine is not the villian. There are times like this that I am thankful to be a single women. Even though one day I hope my future husband will appreciate the fruits of this labor and need to give a hearty than you to my Gaston.
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