A couple of weeks ago my buddy came to me and asked if I would be interested in joining a group fitness class. There had always been five of us who hung around together and he was hoping to be able to get us all together again. He thought that maybe we could get together in a few fitness classes and then go out and have a case or two of beer and eat wings. He was getting married in a couple of months and moving away. When we go to the core progression they told us that there needed to be at least six people for their group fitness class. We must have looked pretty deflated because he said he could bounce someone from another class and have them join us. I must have looked pretty pathetic because the personal trainer chose me to work out with the new person. All of the guys laughed when this petite girl came over and introduced herself. I thought I was going to have it easy, but I soon found out how wrong I was. He had invited a woman who was a fitness trainer and a weightlifter. For every exercise the personal trainer gave the group, she had me doing twice the work. I couldn’t believe how strong she was or how motivated. When the guys were joking around and yukking it up, I was working my tail off. I was almost too tired to go out for beer and wings. By the end of the two months, we all looked a lot better and I was pretty chummy with my new fitness trainer.took my training partner to the wedding with me.