I just got back from my trainer session. I love my trainer. She is very mild mannered. You might say she is the polar opposite of Jillian Michaels, the woman that screams at those poor people on Biggest Loser on television as they work out on the Biggest Loser Ranch.
My trainer would never consider yelling at me as a way to motivate me to try a little harder, and yet she seems to get 110 % effort every week when I show up for my sessions. Amazing how techniques differ.
Anyway, I went in for my first trainer session after physical therapy, and I explained what has been going on there and showed her my still very bruised thigh, and we talked about what my therapist says I should be doing to strengthen my left leg now that it is on the mend.
My trainer went about running me through my paces while being very respectful of the limitations that the bruising on my thigh presented. She never once asked me to do anything that might have caused undue pain, and still she worked my tail off.
By the end of the session I was totally exhausted and had really gotten a thorough workout.
She is amazing.