Today, nearly 35(!) years of age, I have been to my first ever gym session. The sweaty equipment has always put me off, and I've also always felt that I'm not really a gym person, preferring the outdoors for exercise.
Nevertheless, my brother took me, so I wasn't worried about making an arse of myself lol. And with plenty of disinfectant hand gel afterwards, I managed fine.
A lot of people have assured me I'll love it, I can't live without it and it becomes part of you and your routine and that I will get this 'high' from going there.
So, did I love it, did I experience that feeling of 'high' afterwards. Well what happened to me is that I didn't really love it, but I didn't hate it either.
Once we were back home I felt nauseous and had a dreadful headache and had to lay down for an hour. haha. What a wuss I am! And I am already aching and dread to think what the next couple of days will be like. Will I ever go back? Ask me in a few days. Watch this space though! :-)