Fiery Irons

So, here we are. I finally bit the bullet and I'm back to work. I was petrified about going back looking the way I do. I mean, c'mon. I'm a personal trainer. It takes a lot of pride-swallowing to go back to that kind of job with a solid forty pounds of padding on your ass. Luckily, I seem to have been missed and I've received about as warm a welcome as anyone could possibly dream.

Other things that have kept me from this lovely refuge is THIS. I'm completely addicted.