You’re killing me.

You’re killing me.

At least, that is what I told my personal trainer.

Everything was going so well. I was working out and felt energized at the end of the 30 minutes. My muscles were sore and I figured that was good enough.

Last week he said, “Next week, we’re going to take it up a notch.”

He lied to me.

This week, we took it up four notches.

I have never worked out so hard in my life. I have never been so exhausted after only 30 minutes of working out.

Now, an hour later, I am still tired.

The old adage is, I hope, true, “no pain, no gain.”

If it is, then I gained a lot today alone.