Thursday, August 30, 2012
I love my pesonal trainer, not only is he the hottest man on the planet (sorry Tim Tebow) but in the person that he is.
I, just like the majority of Americans, are in financial dire straits. I can no longer afford the luxury of having my personal trainer as my income is already tapped out. I sent him a text because I was too chicken, too ashamed to tell him I can no longer afford to see him. He has been in my life for well over a year seeing to my physical and mental well being. He can lend a kind ear or kick my ass. I get a 2-for-1 in him. A day went by and I never heard from him. When I was due to see him that night, I got a text that morning. I was having a really bad day and thought this will probably send me jumping out the window to my death about 2 feet down. I gathered myself and began to read. He said there is no way I was quitting. He told me I would continue on just like normal and I can pay him when I can and what I can. He said there was no way he was going to let me stop now, I have come too far. I was immediately humbled by his caring and generousity. We see so many self-serving people in our world that only care for themselves and to have someone put someone else first renewed my faith in my fellow man. I'm so blessed to have him in my life. I told him I will remember his kindness and keep my moaning, griping, and foul language to a minimum when he makes me do things I don't wanna do.
I sure didn't have the best of weeks this week but he definitely made me remember that I do truly have things to be thankful for!