Freakishly Strong. Me?

Mondays I have my weekly session with my personal trainer at the gym.  That sentence sounds a bit snotty/superior and I don't know why.  I've decided to shell out the money for a weekly session because it is the ONLY way to drag my sorry butt to the gym - I look at it as an INVESTMENT in my health -- hey, whatever it takes....

So, anyway.  My trainer V is very cool and the hour flies by as we chitchat.  This week, she was telling me about this female client she has that drives her nuts.  This woman is always making comments like "I bet none of your other clients do this exercise using this much weight".  V says that it really makes this client angry when she replies "Actually, one or two do use a heavier weight".  Turns out, V is always referring to me when she responds!  YEAH ME!   Last week I had an amazing session and we actually upped the weights I was using on three different exercises - I found it very empowering; a nice ego boast.  How rewarding to be able to lift more weights than I did previously -- it was never a competition with anyone else, but of personal growth..... Wow, I sound very unlike me just now.    

So, this client has been bugging V the last couple of week to disclose stuff about this client that can lift more weight (me)... Am I fit, old, train more often... on and on with the questions....  Strikes me as so odd that this woman is turning weight training into a competition - with a person she knows nothing about!  I found the whole thing pretty funny.  Towards the end of my session V says "Oh my gosh, that's the client I was talking about".  We could feel her glare during the  rest of my session, which was thankfully only 5 min.  I found it pretty amusing. 

Under my love handles is a a freakishly fit chick!  Don't mess with me, apparently, I'm strong!!!