Oh, I believe in yesterday

Until yesterday I had never worked out so hard to the point where I had to throw up. I have worked out to the point where I had fallen off a treadmill, been out of breath, wanted to pass out, but never ever throw up. I can now add that to my list now I guess. It's funny being happy or proud of something like that but I was really working my ass off. I don't think my trainer realized how hard because ( Warning; people with weak stomachs jump ahead of the coming information..) before I spewed hunks everywhere, I bailed on the plank I was doing and swallowed it back down. And I don't think she realizes how hard I push myself because I keep a smile on my face the whole damn time. My first trainer had a problem getting that too, he would tell me " You're smiling,  I guess it isn't hard enough" and he would try to get me to do more reps or up the level on the machine I was on... but I would just keep smiling. Could be why I lost so much weight when I trained with him too.