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I love "Work Out," the Bravo reality series centered around gym owner Jackie and the various trainers in her employ. Until very recently, I had been afraid the show was going to be a one-season wonder; Bravo kept airing reruns of the first season with no indication whether or not any more episodes would ever be produced or shown.
Happily, that all changed last Tuesday, when I sat down with a healthy slice of all-organic, veggie-topped, whole-wheat-crust pizza to watch the premiere of Season Two.
And man, are we in for another bumpy ride! The whole cast of characters is back -- and I do mean characters. The egos in the SkySport gym are bigger than the guys' biceps, and there's such a wide range of personalities among the trainers.
One of the main storylines, though, is the please-break-up-already drama between Jackie and her girlfriend, Mimi, a self-centered brat who's the living definition of "high maintenance." She's also the living definition of "brat" and "psychopath" -- so as exhausted as I get watching the two strong-willed women bicker back and forth, it's still always a hoot to watch Mimi. You just never know what kind of crazy thing she's going to do or say next. Which is good for television, but not so much for poor Jackie. "Just leave her already!" I shout at my television, but for some reason Jackie doesn't listen.
The show is also inspiring -- watching people work out and talk about health and fitness always puts me in the mood to hit the gym myself, so I welcome the weekly chance to get motivated. It's the kind of show I like to watch when I'm on my stepper: It's got a sporty soundtrack, and I can look up at the end of the episode and marvel at how long I've been exercising.
I'm glad tonight's Monday, because that means I get to find out tomorrow what happens ...