The value of telephone poles and lamp posts

So two years ago I decided that I needed to tighten up a body that was showing signs of acknowledging its 60+ years. As it happened a friend of mine was walking her dog one day and saw a sign on a lamp post that said: 'LOST. My entire New Zealand clientele. Personal trainer looking for new clients'. So she took the phone number, called him and then called me. Many emails from her later, I finally called this trainer. After our first session, I knew I had found nirvana. We started with two one half hour sessions a week and moved to three to help me banish the winter blahs. Two years went by in a flash; I lost inches off my already petite frame and went down one full size. My legs tightened, my arms took shape, my face thinned out. A fitness obsession was born. And then came the news. My trainer accepted a job in another city and would be moving in four weeks. I went into mourning.