Just quickly to make a record of it - I had my first meeting with my personal trainer today and I survived. Just barely, but I survived.
Unfortunately for me, as it turns out, I basically have the cardiovascular endurance of Honey BooBoo's Mama if she had a pack a day habit (does she? I don't know). So it s-u-c-k-e-d and was no fun and hopefully after enough sucking no fun times I will finally be able to actually enjoy working out again. Oh, and not be last on the running parts of my twice-weekly boot camp classes. I hate being last on the run.
As much as I would just love to bore you with all the gruesome details of my experience today, the kids are going NUTS and I need to go regulate. =)