My mumbling and grumbling usually started after about 13 leg lunges or 3 burpees. {I mean, really. Is the body meant to do burpees? I think not.} My good friend and fabulous trainer at the Y, Jody, would hear these not-so-under-the-breath murmurs and still encourage and push and get me to where I needed to be. And then I would remind her: I’m not complaining. Just informing. And then we’d laugh. Exercising has never been one of my top 150 Happy Places. And there is merit in letting your trainer know how you’re feeling, right? Continue Reading