Another year of torture

Today's Torture Tuesday was agony of a different kind.  Our training sessions are about to run out and we, the bff and I, decided that we really like working out with Thomas and wanted to sign a new contract.  I'm not particularly fond of contract negotiations.  It's a definite form of torture.

Michelle and I wanted to make sure that Thomas got credit for the contract, not some lame, obnoxious salesman that doesn't know us from the other semi-chubby women on the treadmills. (That totally happened last time when we signed up with Steve and we were pretty ticked about it.  I mean, it's the trainer and his mad skills that are the reason we decided to sign up for more torture, NOT the dumb salesman.)

Needless to say, there will be much more torture to come.  (I have to admit that I'm pretty excited about it, though, because I like Thomas' training style.  Hopefully, more weight will drop off and I'll finally be able to show my true self that's been in hiding for several years.)