Don't Tell Me What I Can and Cannot Do!

 Yes, yes yes I'm loosing weight for myself, that's a given BUT one experience that recently happened both hurt me and made me so BLOODY angry.

One of the perks working for Legacy Health is discount at LA Fitness.  I signed up a few weeks ago and part of that is getting with a Personal Trainer one time.  Silly me back in the day that use to mean the trainer shows you around the gym and yes, ultimate goal is to sign you up for sessions.

Little did I know I was going to end up walking out of there feeling even worse about myself. I met with (GOD I don't even remember her name that's how pissed I am).  She's a woman close to 50.  She proudly tells me that  - she looks great can't take it away from her.  While dawning her perfect workout attire, messy yet perfectly placed hair, make-up, tiny waist and big boobs (if I were a betting woman my money was on fake)  We start out "getting to know" each other and "my fitness goals" duh look at me I need to lose weight.  Anywhooooo we talk personal stuff I'm thinking WOW she's really pretty cool, we're connecting, how nice.  We complete about 20min sample workout.  Mind you I wasn't shown any parts of the gym (cardio, universal weights, free weights, pool, courts -  nothing).  Now it's time to close.  Glengarry Glen Ross come to mind: Always Be Closing

All of a sudden she changes.  Number's are being crunched, spread sheet are shown Hell I thought I was signing up for a mortgage.  There was no "soft-sell" going on here at all.  She kept calling me "Sharon", thought I just moved from San Francisco evening though we had a long conversation about my life in Seattle.  When it was clear that I couldn't afford the crazy high upfront cost plus monthly fee's I politely said: NO, I can't afford it.  She wasn't letting me get away that easily she started with...  Well you have money for happy hours, eating out and lattes.  While she had a small point all of that would still not make up the cost for what she was asking and further more - how is my personal finance your business??? Again I say...  Even giving those things up I still can't afford what you're asking and I stopped her before she could say "Credit Card" I stated I would never put something like this on a card.

She glazes over, not hearing anything I say now.  Here's where it turns and I can feel my heart racing, my face turning red and dammit I hate this part I feel the sting of tears welling up (I fight those for everything that is Holy and good in this world).  She has the gall to say: Well clearly you can't do this on your own.  You need structure.  There was more but I've wiped that from my head.  All I could think of was:  FECK YOUUUU!  Feck you and your fake boobs, your insincerity and willing to tear someone down just to have your financial gain.  

I walk out of there with my head held high and while I wanted to fall into a puddle, curl up and think (only for a moment) I'm heavy and I'm gonna have to get use to it something inside me says Oh HELL nooooo!  You're going to let that Bimbo get the better of you?

As I've stated previously I know I can do this.  I've accomplished before and that makes me feel even more empowered!  I shall walk into the gym one of these days, ask for her and say:  Oh, so I needed you? Look what I've done on my own!  I'd love to bitch slap her then but I know that's not nice - I'll keep that for myself and play it in my head.