In the age of specialisation and outsourcing, perhaps it is only logical that we should contract out responsibility for beating our bodies into shape. Self-discipline is no longer a pre-requisite for a hard body, you just need cash.
And if you’ve got the cash but you’re not sure you can motivate yourself to keep the appointments, you can always pay in advance – then if you’re tempted to skip a session you’ll need to confront the prospect that you may be not only fat but stupid – a rough start to any morning.
To an extent it has become a box to tick – “My trainer this, my trainer that…”. And sometimes even a kind of defence - “You’re fat and unfit? Hhhmm. You’re fat and unfit but you’ve got a trainer – well that’s ok…”
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