Urban Kvetch: Fat Personal Trainers

Fat Personal Trainers
Is it too much to ask to be assigned a personal trainer who’s actually in shape? Maybe it’s just me, but I’m not really inspired to finish up my French curls when the guy cheering me on is the spitting image of Ernest Borgnine. In fact, the only thing less inspiring is when the girl on the Stairmaster in front of me is shaped like Beth Ditto—not exactly a carrot on a stick, you know?

What do you think?

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