On my way to a meeting yesterday, I passed by a house in West Valley with a sign in front that read something like:
Home repairs or home renovations (and then listed the number to call to hire a home repairman).
Interesting though that the house boasting the sign had several exterior items in desperate need of repair and a fresh coat of paint.
I don't need to be self-deprecating or flippant, but there's more than one good reason why I didn't become a nutritionist and have never been an aerobics instructor. Have you ever walked into an exercise class at a gym and realized the class was taught by an overweight instructor? I have.
It does not inspire confidence.
You're immediately filled with a realization that you just might be about to waste an hour of your life.
But you can't change your mind once you're in there or you're the lazy fat person who gave up before class even started.