Ya Done Good!
Well, this was a tough week and weekend! My husband runs a small wholesale business selling a line of massage pillows and our vendor that has had a booth at the Durham Fair (we are from Connecticut, for all you readers who have no clue where I am.) for the last several years, retired. So we decided to try our hand at selling retail. SIGH!!! We rented a booth in the Commercial building and the adventure began. First of all, those are some LONG hours. 9am to 11pm Friday and Saturday and 9am-7pm on Sunday!
Anyway - so we hired some people to help us in the booth and one of my clients/friend (her name is Charlene.) offered to take a few shifts. I arrived at the fair salivating, with visions of sugar plums dancing in my head - more specifically - visions of fried dough pizza, french fries and humongous donuts...get the picture? Afterall, if I had to be there standing on my feet for endless hours, wasn't I entitled?
So Charlene shows up and she's carrying this cooler bag. I'm blabbing away about fair food and she says, "Oh, I brought my own food." WHAT!!!! WHY????????? What is WRONG with you? This is what she says, "After all those lunges! Do you think I'm going to eat fair food????" I felt like she socked me in the stomach. And then it came to me. WOW - I must be a GOOD trainer! My clients are actually getting IT! Then I woke up....
What she really said was "I brought my own food because you were going to here. You're my trainer! I can't eat fair food in front of you!"
Oh, well, whatever it takes!!! See you in a few days!
Anyway - so we hired some people to help us in the booth and one of my clients/friend (her name is Charlene.) offered to take a few shifts. I arrived at the fair salivating, with visions of sugar plums dancing in my head - more specifically - visions of fried dough pizza, french fries and humongous donuts...get the picture? Afterall, if I had to be there standing on my feet for endless hours, wasn't I entitled?
So Charlene shows up and she's carrying this cooler bag. I'm blabbing away about fair food and she says, "Oh, I brought my own food." WHAT!!!! WHY????????? What is WRONG with you? This is what she says, "After all those lunges! Do you think I'm going to eat fair food????" I felt like she socked me in the stomach. And then it came to me. WOW - I must be a GOOD trainer! My clients are actually getting IT! Then I woke up....
What she really said was "I brought my own food because you were going to here. You're my trainer! I can't eat fair food in front of you!"
Oh, well, whatever it takes!!! See you in a few days!
posted by Joey at
1:03 PM
2 Comments:
I went to the Durham Fair and I actually felt the same way. I can't eat that what if I run into my trainer!! The guilt shamed me into eating much less I can promise you that. You do teach us well and work our buts off in a good way. Sometimes the temptation is too great though and you just have to break down and do it. We can only hope it is in a smaller fashion. You inspire us all even when we are not with you. Keep up the good work.
You just made my day. My mission has always been to inspire even when you weren't with me. Thank you so much for telling me! - Joey
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