Finally, the gym has contacted me and my trainer has been assigned! Of course, the first thing I did was check out who this guy is. My first impression: he doesn’t look as scary as I anticipated (phew) and he is young. Very young. Probably too young. Not that I have a problem with young people: I just can’t see how somebody younger than my little brother will be able to motivate me — with age, I have become increasingly obstinate and difficult. Perhaps it would have been better if I had been assigned to a 6’5″ bodybuilder with the temperament of a Royal Marine. On a more positive note, the trainer’s academic record is pretty impressive. I am determined to keep an open mind. Besides, the gym’s whole philosophy centres on team work; I am sure the browbeaters  will be ushered in, should I misbehave too much.