The gym I am going to is actually very neat. The "trainers" will ask to meet up with you once a month, or so, and when you do meet they switch up your workout. They re-assess goals, check weight, measurements, etc. So, I made an appointment for my fiance to switch up his workout routine. He was getting bored, so I was happy to do it for him. Unfortunately, I didn't realize that I apparently was signing myself up for something new as well. hehe.
Well, we both got re-measured. I'll bring my new measurements home tonight (hopefully! post them tomorrow) The trainer cracked me up. He never knows quite what to do with my fiance and I, since we're always joking around. He always looks a little bit frightened when a joke flies. For example, when he went to take my hip measurement, my fiance looked at me and said "honey, do these pants make my arse look big?" I just groaned because I knew what was coming next. He responded with "babe, those pants don't make your arse look big, your arse makes your arse look big" This joke almost always cracks me up. I've kind of got a big booty. Not too out of proportion with the rest of me, but anway.... The trainer's jaw just hit the floor. He looked back and forth between the two of us until I started busting out laughing. He let out a little nervous chuckle and started backing away slowly. hehe. Poor guy! After a couple more bad jokes were exchanged, he started to loosen up. He revealed that he'd had some bad experiences doing measurements. I guess people had yelled at him in the past for telling the truth about just how big they really were. hehe. What a funny thought. Being mad at a virtual stranger because YOU measure bigger than you think you should. Too funny.
So, part of the check-up is to see how much weight has been lost. I could have killed my fiance at this point because he just HAD to have PizzaHut the night before. Grrr. I hadn't eaten much, but still, I had eaten it! As we started walking towards the scale, I told the trainer I knew how much I weighed and it was exactly what he'd written down last time. He told me that wasn't likely considering we'd been in the gym almost every day for a month --but I was right. LoL. He kept trying to move the numbers, but they were the same. I try not to have the fiance look at mine (even though he does) so I try not to look at him (even though I'll see it on the card at some point) when he is being weighed. I'm fairly sure he'd gone up a pound though. Ha! Silly boy had eaten all the pizza leftovers for lunch! Teach him not to leave me a slice. Mwhaha.
hehe. A long story to tell you I got new measurements =)