I feel like I dumped a girlfriend last night, and it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. For the last 18 months I've been going to a studio gym for twice or thrice weekly workouts with a trainer. Since we moved closer to work and further from the gym its been just twice. After last night, its just once a week on Saturday. Several of the trainers are only there during the week so I won't see them at all anymore. They helped me drop 70 of my 110 lbs, kept me focused, motivated, and excited to workout. But lately its been less fun and my focus has changed from strength training to endurance (for the triathlon) and the drive during evening rush hour was getting old. So I had to break up.

I found it was easier to tell them that I was dropping to focus on my triathlon rather than simply saying "it was fun, but I'm bored now." Both are true, but some truths are less painful than others. I'll always have fond memories of working out there in the evenings and I have no regrets. Its just time to move on.

Its not you, its me