I've never been one for workouts. In fact, getting from the car into the office without a cigarette some days qualified as my cardio for the week. But, when my husband and I discovered our attempts to get pregnant succeeded – much quicker than we ever imagined – I knew it was time to get serious about getting fit.
After years of failed relationships with gym machines, I knew a personal trainer was the only way to go. There was no use asking friends for recommendations, as they weren't really the PT types. So after hours of research on the Internet – I found Phil. One consultation with him, and I knew I had found someone who could keep me motivated even while I swelled to unimaginable proportions.
Phil's experience and personality meant I actually look forward to workouts. He constantly keeps the "routine" varied while continually building your strength and stamina. Phil uses not only the tools of the trade – but your surroundings - so you're always comfortable. Before you know it, you're not only enjoying yourself, but also learning how to maintain the fit new you. His knowledge of physiology means he can even reign you back when those endorphins kick in convincing you that you're able to go much farther than you actually are. But don't let Phil's Hollywood looks and easy personality fool you. He may not be a barking boot camp instructor, but there were many mornings I cursed his very existence as my wobbly legs carried me towards work.
If you have a desire to get fit and want to enjoy yourself at the same time, get yourself the right personal trainer. For me, it's Phil – a trainer with a personality.
Because, after all, dealing with your a personal trainer shouldn't be a workout in itself.
