So i'm a 34 year old personal trainer who loves his job and lives in an beautiful cottage in a beautiful part of the countryside. I'm married to a lovely girl and have a brilliant little boy whom i love with my whole heart. fucking telling me off We're a wee bit hard up with cash and have a few debts, but who doesn't these days so it's no biggie really. I'm sitting at work just now waiting for a client to show up, my first client of the day was a no-show. He did break his foot last week so i'm not really surprised he's taking the day off. i just don't care anymore my next client is a bit late, he may have texted me but I've been cut off so can't get texts. Got it sorted this morning though so should be "mobile" again soon. He's part of a council contract for disadvantaged kids so he gets free training, but he's not the most dedicated. Got a few hours rest then back in this afternoon for a couple and taking a circuit class tonight. looking at me, what are they thinking? bet they fucking hate me...i can tell Had them doing tabata last week and it went pretty well, was a good laugh. I joined in the tuesday class i took in Muir of Ord and was soooooooooo sore in the legs for days afterwards lol. Made my back back a bit worse to unfortunately so been in fair bit of pain for last week and my training has suffered a bit. whats the point in training, i never succeed anyway Meant to be running the tough mudder next month and haven't done any training yet, woops! im not doing it, ill just fucking fail and make a fool of myself so need to try and get a bit of running in or i'll never make it round the course haha. im a joke!
Clients still not here and it 20 past 11 so i think he's not showing up today grrr. Still might go for a workout i won't cause my backs fucked or go for a run ill go back to my flat and sleep because whats the bloody point in anything So will put up a post later saying how day has been.
Also, went to doctors this morning as my depressions getting worse. She's upped my dosage and wants me to see a councilor.
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