So, I am a gym rat, when I am not sick as hell and going through court and divorce stress. I know, I know, excuses, excuses. I hate them personally, but my life has been a total cluster for nearly a year now.
My fiance is a personal trainer and he manages a GNC. He has a college degree, so he definitely knows his shit.
I have learned so much from him. We both have a passion for training and lifting. We know what it takes and know the commitment.
With that being said, just wanted to share my breakfast with you.