And so it ends....

I have a bunch of feelings about this, but I am mainly feeling sad as I recover from my final workout with The Enforcer.  He certainly outdid himself this time - combining kettle bells (horrible and heavy metal weights with handles on them), tension bands, the rope ladder (still super fun but sweaty) and jumpy bench things that were very hard.

It wasn't actually supposed to be our last session, but I have to head out of town for work on Thursday afternoon so I had to cancel on him.  I can't really explain it, but it feels like I am losing a friend - and I have no control over it.  Stupid because it isn't like he is leaving the city - he is just leaving the gym.  I am sure our paths will cross again, but for now it SUCKS. 

So Mr. Enforcer, Captain Buzzkill, Paul...thank you for motivating me when I didn't think I could do it, for putting up with my whiny bitching when the exercises got hard, for trying to find me a replacement that will try to live up to the expectation you have set and most of all for pushing me to expect better of myself and for myself.