That's it. I started. I started. After 5 years I started going to the gym again. It's called "mise en forme" (making you fit) and it lasts 45m every Tuesday and Thursday at the Sports Centre of the Council, where I work.
It's funny to see your colleagues in spandex and pink gym socks (I also have a pair), or wearing white leggings with butterflies, or shorts so short you can almost see their buttocks. Wait until I see them again in one of our meetings to discuss secure communication and information systems and cyber-protection...
Anyway, it feels great. I'm able to stay upbeat for the first 30m, but the last 15m are a descent into muscle hell. The teacher keeps teasing us (nicely) and that helps to keep us going, but still... I'm on the floor and it feels like climbing.
I'm thrilled though, to be pumping up again. The heart says thank you.
