So way back at the start of 2017 (you know, last month), Tony and I made New Years resolutions, and devised a punishment system in order to keep one another accountable. While it's true I missed a week of working out (doctor's orders, but *apparently* that still counts), and I took my punishment like a real woman.

Fast forward like nine days, and Tony starts missing workouts fairly consistently. Finally I would get to carry out my revenge! Or so, I thought. If you missed on Tony pranking me *hard* about his punishment, check it out here.

Instead, I challenged him to an in-studio workout. Which he failed miserably at, and begged me to let him stop. I allowed it -- but only if he would go to my gym with me, and see what a real workout was like.

See how the poor guy did...