I’ve been busting my ass at the gym of late and I was feeling pretty good after a particularly tough work out. After I walk out of my spin class, I get ambushed by a personal trainer there. Yikes! Did my ass jiggle just a little too much when I walked by. He wanted to work out with me, and being the suker that I am, I gave in and made an appointment with him for next week. *sigh* I felt so depressed I came home and ate some Doritos.