My idea of working out is based on my chronic lateness: I walk really fast to wherever I have to go. But many of my fabulous gal pals swear by real exercise and my friend Megan actually has a personal trainer (below).
For me, the phrase "personal trainer" always brings to mind a drill sergeant who wants to cause me pain, which I don't like. I can't even imagine paying someone to torture me. But it probably helps that he's gorgeous. I attended the recent launch party for Project Fitness, and from what I've heard, he and his partner are very effective at whipping you into shape.
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