It was one of those mornings... Actually, it's probably one of those weeks. I met my trainer, Amber, in the gym parking lot, telling her I was wanting to cancel my session. She immediately asked, "What's going on?" I replied between chokes, "I can't stop crying!" Through my tears, she talked with me, worked with me, encouraged me and then, also laughed with me. I don't know exactly when my tears stopped and when I started concentrating on becoming...strong. I'm thankful for people...Amber, and others like her in my life. She's not just a trainer; she's a friend. Do any of you have a trainer like Amber?