After the exchanging of many e-mails, The Incredibly Gracious Trainer Who Offered To Train Me In Return For Plugs And Publicity and I decided on a workout schedule, replete with places, times, exercises, etc. July 6th was the big day, a day to be filled with evaluations, tires/sledgehammers, shuttle runs, and throwing kicks and punches until one of us collapsed - most likely me. It was all set; I dug my workout clothes out of the closet, located and packed up my 4 oz. gloves, my knee braces were oiled and ready. The first steps of a journey I've taken many times. And then...
And then The Incredibly Gracious Trainer Who Offered To Train Me In Return For Plugs And Publicity remembered he was going on vacation this week. He still could have seen me July 6th, but after not hearing back from him I had made appointments to look at theaters that night. More e-mails were sent, workout gear was shelved, and a new start date of Tuesday, July 20th was decided upon ... by me, anyway. I've yet to hear back from The Incredibly Gracious Trainer Who Offered To Train Me In Return For Plugs And Publicity, who I imagine is on a beach somewhere, far from thoughts about the neurotic fat guy begging for a second lease on life. Good for him; relax now, Incredibly Gracious Trainer Who Offered To Train Me In Return For Plugs And Publicity; you'll need to be well-rested to take on the mountain of suck that types this entry.
All I can do for the next twelve days is eat right, keep up the vitamins ... and I guess could probably work out on my own as well, huh? No? Yeah, you're probably right; best to wait for the professional to get involved. Good thinking, Straw Man I Created To Take The Blame Away From Myself.
Keep posting your progress, people; can't wait until I have some of my own to share.