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Path to Success
It feels like it was just yesterday when I first joined LA Fitness. I was ready to take control of my life and win the battle of fat for good. It was a warm Saturday morning toward the end of April when I put on my new pair of running shoes. I got into my car and drove three blocks to the gym. As I walked into the new remodeled gym I was quickly greeted by two beautiful girls that looked like they just came out of a magazine. I could not help but feel knots in my stomach of raging insecurities as they told me to take a seat and wait a moment for Boris to help get me started with my new membership. My cheeks flushed red when I first looked at Boris. The man calling my name with his bright smile on his face was gorgeous; it almost hurt to look at him. He had the body like those strong men in magazines posing with beautiful women. Boris took me into his office and signed me up for a month to month membership; he even included a free personal training session to help get me started.

After getting my picture taken for my account and receiving my membership keychain I was getting really excited about my free personal training session. Boris assigned Max a trainer to show me around and record where I was at physically. It was the hardest workout of my life and I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest. I couldn’t breathe after only five minutes into my workout. I was getting so depressed and discouraged on how I couldn’t keep up with Max. He was really sweet and comforted me and told me it could not get any worse and that it was going to only get better from this point on. Fifteen minutes of torture later I just could not do it anymore. I thanked Max and we both walked to Boris’s office where Max reported the results and left to go train another client. As Boris took a look at my red swollen face and told me I needed to get personal training sessions no ifs, ands, or buts. He started discussing prices and my eyes went big. There was no...
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