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Tuesday
Dec122006

Did you Did you Did You?

I have a thing for alpha males.  That explains my Tony Soprano obsession.  I can watch the same Sopranos episode for at least 6 times before I tire of it.   It is not that Tony is a great looking guy, and, believe me, I am around great looking guys.  Tony is problematic, as is my boyfriend (who reminds me of Tony in many ways).  Tony and my guy do not exactly look alike, but both are tough, troubled and sensitive.

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My Tony can frustrate me for sure.  I am becoming so crazed that I cannot get him to the gym regularly because he works so much and his nutritional habits are far from perfect.   He runs a large crane company (a large company that runs large cranes)  and he is large and I try to run him.   I tried the nice way to get him to the gym ("please honey, pretty please" and in my most sheepish voice "it's time to go the gym, I'll be there waiting for you.").  He snapped one day, and if he were driving a crane at the time, he surely would have picked me up and dumped me somewhere along Interstate 95.

I quit bugging him for a while.  Not worth it, I thought.  I could not, of course, let it go.  My boyfriend was going to be healthy, fit, and muscular, if I had to drive his 200 foot tall crane myself with him hanging on the end of it and deposit him at Gold's Gym.   

Then I found a surrogate for myself, a personal trainer.  Now the trainer, in typical Florida fashion, does not show up, either forgetting or cancelling these most precious training sessions.  I spent over 1 hour talking to the trainer, explaining how important these sessions were to me (Lori Braun of femalemuscle.com ringing in my head).  I handpicked him myself, damn it.  

My latest tactic is simple.  I call Joe up 6 or 7 times a day.  The dialogue runs as follows:

"Did you go the gym? Did you go the gym? Did you go the gym? Did you go the gym? Did you go the gym? Did you go the gym? Did you go the gym? Did you go the gym? Did you go the gym?"

Each time spewing the words faster and faster.

"Did you drink your water? Did you drink your water? Did you drink your water? Did you drink your water? Did you drink your water? Did you drink your water? Did you drink your water? "

Response is not allowed or even heard.

"Did you take your vitamins?  Did you take your vitamins?  Did you take your vitamins?  Did you take your vitamins?  Did you take your vitamins?  Did you take your vitamins?  Did you take your vitamins?  Did you take your vitamins?"

Then I hang up.

I am not sure this is the most effective training technique (I cannot remember using it myself as a trainer back when at Pumping Iron Gym). I doubt it.

 

 

 

 

 

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