Nick’s trainer is out of town this week, so I’ve been kicking his butt instead.
I’m really proud of his persistence. Today I could see he really wanted to quit after the second round of exercises, but he pushed through. It was tough, and he kept up at a good pace.
He’s exhausted though. I asked him what kind of internal monologue he had going on in those moments of wanting to quit. He told me he kept reminding himself that he had worked so hard just to be able to move around and be stable on his feet, that if he quit the workout early he would just be laying down doing what he used to do back when he was wishing he could be working out. Did that come out right?
We’ve been doing multiple circuits of weight lifting with short bursts of cardio, him on the stationary bike, me on the treadmill. You know what they say: a family that sweats together, stays together.
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