Busy daddy is a lot more committed to exercise than I am. And by more committed, I mean he’ll actually work out at the gym three times over the course of two days, while I’d rather stay at home and eat cupcakes.
Yesterday I had a workout session with Fake Chris, busy daddy’s trainer, because Real Chris G is on holiday. I’ll tell you what, working out with a different trainer is kind of like cheating on your boyfriend but without the guilt, I suppose. Maybe there’s a little bit of guilt. Chris G, you’re still my No. 1!