Gym Trainers

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I go to a gym, will not mention the name, but it is a little ironic because the name of the gym is another Southern Californian city, other than the one I live. Anyway, while I am running on the treadmill or riding the stationary bike trying to burn off some of the calories I took in from all the brewskies the night before, I am always entertained watching the gym trainers. These ass clowns have seriously obese people doing all sorts of silly exercises playing with rubber ropes, medicine balls, floor mats, etc. Looking for an easier, softer way. What they need to do is tell the people to get their fat asses up on the treadmill and run until they almost pass out, then come back the next day and repeat the process. I can understand though, that is too simple, they would never tell anyone that because then what would you pay extra for a personal gym training session for?