According to the chart on my bathroom wall (that’s a sticky picture of it,) I’m actually starting to see some results from all the sessions I’ve been having with Jason Bravo, a personal trainer at New York Sports Club. I’m really glad of that, because it HURTS! Also, it’s kind of embarrassing — I’ll go into the free weight room with him, where all the “A” level gym people are, and I’ll huff away at weights that wouldn’t keep the papers on your desk in a stiff breeze. I make some pretty good faces, though — I look like Mark Wahlberg getting electrocuted in “Three Kings.”