I got back into fitness at first for health reasons, to lose weight, and then to regain muscle and mobility after the weightloss. My trainer is all about function, which was fine at first, because I was a barely functional mess; but with improved function came just enough cosmetic improvement (triceps! abs! veins!) to pique my vanity and ego. So eventually my trainer and I came to an understanding: 2-3 times a week he trains me like an athlete—not for any particular sport, but just to gain as much strength, agility, and flexibility as I can, which I have grown to appreciate for its own sake, even to crave—and once or twice a week he lets me off the leash so I can train the “beach muscles” on my own. It’s a pretty good partnership.