It was a typical Tuesday morning at 8:30, and I was working with my personal trainer. What I love about my trainer is that she doesn’t yell or intimidate. Instead, she has this uncanny ability to see potential in me that I often miss in myself. She shows it by making requests of me.
“I think you’re ready to add a fourth set on those rows,” she said calmly, with the kind of confidence that made me almost believe her. Almost.
“Are you kidding me?” I responded, both in my head and out loud. She only smiled and said, “I’ve been watching your form. Your strength. You’ve been ready for weeks. You just don’t know it yet.”
