my arms have an admirer…

my arms have an admirer…

Shhh! Don’t tell anyone but my personal trainer has a mad crush on my arms…

One of my blogger friends “Curly Skinny” is admittedly obsessed with her own biceps and I’ve got to say that since I read her blog confessing her obsession I’ve started to notice my own arms more.

I recently noticed that Chris (my personal trainer) is obsessed with my arms. At first it was subtle. He’d simply make sure that I took time to notice the muscles in my arms when I’m doing an exercise in front of a mirror. It took me a while to get comfortable looking at myself. I’m not sure why…but I felt uncomfortable looking at myself.

I knew things were getting more serious when Chris started suggesting that I do a quick flex at the end of a session when my arms were pumped up. One day when I was wearing a t-shirt with sleeves he complained. That was when I started to realize that he may have a crush on my arms.

One day when I knew that Chris wasn’t his normal happy-go-lucky self I made sure to wear a t-shirt with spaghetti straps…I knew it would lift his spirits…and it did.

Chris’ relationship with my arms has progressed so far that I feel guilty if I don’t wear a tank top on arm day. I don’t blame him they do look pretty damn good and let’s be honest they wouldn’t look so good if it wasn’t for him. So he’s just enjoying the fruits of his (oh wait…my) labor.

Yes, yes…he’s the brains and I’m the brawn. LOL.

Have a great weekend. Kathi

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