Certifiable

I passed my test!

I am now officially a Certified Personal Trainer, as sanctioned by the National Academy of Sports Medicine.

This means that if you happen to ask me what exercise you should do to build up your gastrocnemius or flavius maximus, well, you'll end up getting an invoice for $40. You're welcome.

Seriously, I do think that studying for the exam has increased my value as a swim coach. It certainly improved my knowledge of musculature and its impact on posture. The course was NOT easy--most of the material was new to me, and my ability to absorb academic material for test regurgitation has seriously atrophied since my days as a straight-A college student.

(Well, OK, I didn't actually have a 4.0 GPA in college...but at least I got better grades than my roommate. Ha! -- I'm great and he sucks. Oh sure, he may be rich and have a beautiful wife and a large automobile, but I'm pretty sure that when it's Judgment Day at the Pearly Gates, college GPA will be the prime consideration for entry.)

The good news is that the time I was using to study can now be allocated to other things. Perhaps I'll actually get back into regular blogularity, or perhaps I'll started on my next book. Or maybe I'll just buy "The Complete Beverly Hillbillies" DVD collection for Christmas and put my newly exercised synapses to work in memorizing all of Jed's wit and wisdom. Then perhaps I'll be qualified to sit down with my son and have a long talk with that boy.

For now, though, I think I deserve a good long nap. Thanks for stopping by, and have a great day!