Introducing my personal trainer

Well, I’ve gone and done it. I can’t take the body that stares back at me in the mirror, so in a pact with the devil I’ve agreed to take on a personal trainer. [More after the cut]My trainer was there at my side this morning before I was even awake, ready to go for a walk. She poked, prodded, and pushed until I got up and headed outside with her. If I looked like I’d give up to early, she guided me back on the path, encouraging me the whole way. I am so far very impressed with her work and highly recommend her. She was gracious enough to pose for a photo this morning:

Cute as a button, isn’t she? Yeah, looks deceive. She’s a hellion, a harsh and demanding task master that you just can’t say no to.