Week 1, Day 2 #fatmanlifts

My inner monologue during my second meeting with the trainer went something like this:

Rep 1: "Bro. Come on. Throw some weight at me."

Rep 5: "Oh okay. I get it."

Rep 9: "I hate you. I hate you so much."


And yea, my body brought forth much pain, and much suffering, and ultimately much failure. And there was grunting, and there was cursing, the first set.