Coach Exhibit A: Margaret. Did I mention she is 49?
There was just something about my gym that was pretty comfy from the first moment I walked in, so really I was onboard from the word GO. But when Coach M took off her big sweat shirt to do a workout, and I saw the muscle she had to back up her credentials…yeah, I pretty much sold my soul.
So in hopes that I can have that rear view and manhandle the kinda weight she can, before I’m 45; when she tells me to pray to the Heartless Burpee Overlord, I hit the deck prostrate, then pushup, jump and do it all again -for time.
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