Grumble-Bum

I got called a grumble-bum last night. I've never been called that before. Well, at least in that specific term. I had a session with my new trainer on Tuesday (it was our second one) so we're both still finding our boundaries with how hard he can push me and how much I can get away with.

My trainer is also the instructor for Wednesday night spin class. Before class started we were chatting and he made comment about me being a grumble bum on Tuesday. I was able to get back at him a few minutes later. There were quite a few new people in the class who had never done spin before much less with him (he's the toughest instructor at the gym) and he made the comment that he wasn't as scary as people think. To which he then turns to me and asks, Right Sarah? My response was 'I was taught if I couldn't say anything nice not to say anything at all' with a big ear to ear cheeky grin. I then went on to have the best spin class possibly ever. At the end of class I saw what my calorie count was so I took it off and handed it to him, as part way through the class he had inquired about my calorie count. He was stunned. He then asked where that came from, I had burned almost 600 cal in 45 min. The only thing is how I know he's going to kill me to get every class up there. Oh well, that was one of the main reasons that this 'grumble-bum' started working with him.