Gym bunnies

Since I started my career as a personal trainer, everyone in my life has been telling me what an awesome life I must have. All the sexy gym chicks, training all day and getting paid for it and making a shittone of money. But thats the life everyone always thinks you have. In reality my life has been as far away from those dreams as it can be.

A cripling and anxiety enducing caffeine addiction, waking up in the middle of the night to train my first clients and trying to stay in shape under all circumstances. To be honest seeing clients achive their dream bodys and just be a healthier version of themselfes is amazing and fulfilling but having clients cancel on me since they rather start a cheaper online program from a random guy they found on social media who just sold them some kind of crash diet was always the worst.

A few days ago I went to my school reunion and met an old friend and to quote him: Dude you must be swimming in juicy CrossFit pussy.
I never touched a client inappropriately in my life. I never wanted to ruin my reputation. I had a few women as clients who were hot and I thought about while jerking off, but thats it.

Today has been a day like every other one. I've been awake since 4am to train one of my longest clients at 5am at his private gym. That asshole has a giant mansion with a gym that could be recognised as a CrossFit affilite, but he has never given me a tip. At least he has been consistent and never canceled on my out of the blue. After kicking his ass in the morning I had a quick breakfast, trained 2 more clients, brought my car to the workshop, ran over to another gym to train 6 clients and now it is almost 9pm. I just finished a small meal which would have been a snack but now serves as my dinner. At least the gym I am at right now allows me to eat in the back.