A First For Me...

Holy Monday.
After a full weekend of friends, cookouts, work, and the inevitable arthritis from typing, the 4am wake up call was a punch in the throat.
HOWEVER, when Bell Biv DeVoe's "Poison" comes on the radio during my commute, I am convinced its going to be an awesome day.  "Never trust a big butt and a smile" - words of wisdom and perhaps one of the best lyrical bum-references ever.
Nothing like a time travel back to 1990 with my scrunchy, lace leggins, and the buds of an aspiring ability to drop it like its hot.
I started early...

It was a great day with clients, as people are starting to embrace the fact that summer is coming to an end and getting the kids out of the house feels like Christmas in August.
No judgement.
I get it.
For some it is like having a crappy roommate for 18 years,...sometimes 30.  Who knows.
So when the school bell rings, that is freedom my dear friends,...at least for a few hours.

I had quite an interesting conversation with a woman this afternoon...
She stopped in to check out the place and get some info,...but I soon found out why she nearly asked for a urine sample.
To make a long story short, she summed it up like this...
"I hate gyms.  Sweaty people gross me out.  I hate to work out.  I don't want to use machines.  I'm not completely stupid, but I want someone to show me what I can do on my on, but only things I want to do because I want fast results."

For those of you who know me well, you know I was fighting laughter, shock, confusion, and the urge to pause her long enough to record this on my phone.
THIS was a first.
I've encountered bits and pieces of all those issues, but throwing them all in one human being was quite the site. 
First, let me address the "I am not completely stupid" phrase....Just a thought:
If you feel the need to begin a sentence with "I am not completely stupid" to a stranger who ultimately has no preconceived reason to think you are stupid, there's a high likelihood that they will then be on the fence about it.
There is only one place I will assume people are idiots, and that is on the road...and for good reason.

Second, this attitude is honestly the very thing that will keep her from her goals.  Not her ability, not her schedule, not even her preference to neglect machines.  In short, she wants to do what SHE wants to do with no regard to appropriate reason/method/realistic expectations.  
Would I work with her?
Sure.  BUT, the fact is that until she opened herself up and allowed me to basically do my job, it would be a tug of war with a rather stubborn anchor.  "Stubborn" is the nice way of putting it...
Look mom, I'm growing.

Yes, I was completely honest with her about "where she was" in all of this,...that went over about as well as ripping a band-aid from your face...but, I had to be honest with her.
In the end she was grateful, but still freaked out by sweat.
We'll see where this goes...

Well, that's a rap for now.  ARTICLE WILL BE POSTED TOMORROW!!

...Secretly hoping Poison comes on again at 5am...