my personal trainer

I can't believe that I used to be a personal trainer and now I actually have one. Atleast he's smokin hot and motivates me to wake up at 8am. (from a distance, he doesn't physically wake me up) He said he was impressed with my form and can't wait to show off the fact that he gets to train me to his friends at the gym. His baby blues and buff bod will probaly only motivate me for the rest of this week. Next week after the novelty of his good looks wears off I'm going to hate his muscular guts for the next 10 weeks.