Freddie P's Blog

January 30, 2007 @ 16:02

Since the beginning of the New Year I've been visiting my local Brampton recreation centre to use an elliptical machine, and it's been very amusing. I won't name the facility t to protect the obese.
Like any city run rec centre they have all kinds of programs and one of the programs they offer is personal training. It's not cheap, about 450 bucks for 15 half hour sessions.

It wasn't until yesterday that I actually saw one of these "personal training" sessions taking place and it was all I could do from running out, grabbing a camera crew and shooting some of it for the Comedy Network.

I can't even remember what the trainee looked like, but the "trainer" was a sight to be hold. She was five-foot-nothin' with broken hair (Mike Stafford term) bad teeth and undersized spandex. A real Brampton Sal. (Another Stafford term)

The most shocking characteristic was her gut; it stuck out further than her tits. And watching demonstrate stomach crunches to her student was hilarious. Every time she leaned forward, or attempted to, she let out a grunt and her eyes bugged out.

From my perspective, the student who paid the dough appeared to be in much better shape than her trainer, and that was played out during the cardio portion when the trainer ran out of breath long before the student.

It was funny - however I know that anyone who knows me will be reading this shaking their head wondering how I could make fun of a woman whose gut sticks out farther than her tits, when I'm a man whose tits stick out further than his gut.

The difference is I'm not a personal trainer. However after what I saw yesterday, I might give it some thought.