The session was essentially Chris and I getting there a few minutes early, then having to wait for 20 minutes until the trainer was ready for us (scheduled at 7:30, didn't start until almost 8). We talked a bit about what it entailed and how things would work, then we signed a form "in case he kills us", then went onto tho floor to do workouts. Pushups and squats was all we did, and I have to say, three days later, my arms still fucking hurt like a bitch. Then again, I've never worked my muscles to failure before, but it's my goal - find the correct weight to lift, and lift until they fail - then stop. No idea if this is the right way to do it, but it's what I'm going to do without actually hurting myself.
Tomorrow I was going to go to the gym with Chris, but I feel that I should probably go to see aerospace camp people again (tomorrow is setup for the first week of day camp). I might end up being an overnight counselor, maybe not. It would be great for my gas that week, but we'll see.
Diet is going great, I'm almost under 200 pounds. Weighted myself earlier today after a shower and I weighed 201-ish. Almost there, maybe another week of work and I'll be under 200 for the first time is as long as I can remember. The sedentary nature of my work enables me to control my eating during the day, I spread out my eating - instead of lunch all at once, I eat parts at 9, 11, 1, 3, and 5...then dinner around 7 (comprising of as little carbs as possible).
Speaking of work, I love hosting.com. I also hope that my work this week impressed my boss, and that I can continue to do so into the future. The only thing I don't like about it is the hours. Working until 6 means that I have precious little time for me during the week. That being said, it makes me appreciate my weekends and time off even more. And the running in the morning makes me feel like I'm doing something good for myself all day.