When I (Anette) was 23 years old, I worked at a gym as a swim instructor. One day while working I passed by a tall, handsome, tattooed trainer (Justin). I finally mustered up the courage to speak to him. Next thing you know, he was “training” me. And by training I mean, me trying to look pretty and coordinated while Justin kicked my @%# in the gym. I am so happy I pushed myself to talk to him and that he felt the same way. Justin and I are best friends, soul mates, and now future Mr. and Mrs. Smith!