Tried hitting the gym for the first time after work, and the experience is far different from what I was expecting. It-was-painful-why-did-I-even-bother-trying kind of experience! Been asked to fill out a not so lengthy form and the big question that was thrown at me was “What is your goal?”. Sure I have the answers with me but a part of me isn’t that confident to jot it down and it made me feel like writing something with a tinge of half-assery. But of course, I still truthfully answered everything.
Boyfriend was kind enough to do the routines with me because aside from feeling shy, I also feel like giving up in the middle of the session. (Thanks to him, I at least find it a little fun especially doing sit ups). He keeps on asking, "You okay? You wanna stop? Let’s rest?" and my instructor would be like, "Be proud of her! Don’t baby her, she can do it!!" countless of times. Bet she just want to motivate me, but duh — I died the next day! I walked like a robot and can’t even move properly. Pain ate me alive.