Last Thursday: Personal training with Buffin. I graduated from the assisted pullup machine to doing my own pullups with assistance from Buffin. I can't believe how much aerial silks practice I do and I still can't do a full pullup. Soon, my pretties, soon! Buffin once again forced me to confront my fear of box jumps, and I did 3 without him holding my hand. Progress! While he stretched me, he accidentally grazed my boob, which made us burst into giggles. Personal training is a really weird publicly intimate experience. Anyway, now we're even for when I kind of grabbed his crotch when I slipped during box jumps.