A very dear friend of mine was a personal trainer. He moved away but has just moved back. He's gonna kick my derriere when he see's what the last 5 years look like on me.

The good news:
Great and expert workout buddy who knows all my excuses and won't put up with them.

The bad news:
He knows all my excuses and won't put up with them. (wink)

Drats and WooHoo.

I'm thankful for:
A loving friend to help motivate and keep me going on the hard days.

PS Anyone going to a gym in South Arlington, Texas