The groupon has now expired, and I sign a two year contract with the gym. It is a forgone conclusion because I signed a contract with Becky, a staff trainer, in March.
Becky asks about my goals. I tell her the same thing I tell Travis; she ain’t buying it. I think about the day before the birth of my first son. I weighed 200 lbs. It’s a nice, even number. She agrees that it is realistic.
Becky administers a Microfit test. I take it home and show my husband. It’s a wake-up call. BMI, 41%. Weight, 259. Sit ups, F. Push ups, F. Blood pressure, pass. Bicep strength, A!
Husband is now supportive of the move to join a gym. He now sees it as preventative medicine.
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