It has been two years ago already since I hired a personal trainer to help me lose weight and get toned. I did it so that my roommate can get a deal on the training program since she doesn't earn much and didn't have the money to pay for that kind of amount for personal training.
I obliged. I'm a nice guy.
Then, I met the trainer. His name is Josh. A guy who is only 19-years of age but seemed to have his life all planned out. He graduated from high school and went right into becoming a personal trainer.
I did my first few sessions with him and while working out, we would kid around and we would talk. He always gave me a hard time at the elliptical machine and would it turn it up so high until I lose my breath just so that he could make fun of me.
I didn't mind it. I enjoyed my workouts with him.