Training my person, part II.

I had my first workout today with my personal trainer. It went well. I didn't really know what to expect, in terms of how it would feel and how hard we'd be pushing my limits. She was careful to keep things at a level where I was putting out real work, but not feeling pain or completely exhausting myself. (She did warn me to expect pain tomorrow.) She asked me to rate each exercise on a scale of 1 to 10 according to how much work it was, and explained that we'll adjust reps and weights and so forth to keep my self-rated level of exertion between 4 and 5. She kept close tabs on how I was feeling and gave me lots of short breaks. In other words, I still like her.

Unintentional Comedy Moment, First Runner-Up:
Kelly: "You want to be able to see your toes when you do this."
Rivka: "Kelly, I haven't been able to see my toes since I grew out of a B-cup."

Unintentional Comedy Moment, World Champion:
Kelly, earnestly explaining why I should not use different weights with each arm: "You wouldn't want your arms to get uneven."
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