Well, finally after weeks of talking about it I’ve finally donned the gym gear and set out in search of a fitter…more streamlined self 
My first gym session was torture, turns out four months of sitting around and eating indulgent cuisine has really taken it’s toll on my small frame.
Mark bought me one of those Nike+ doofers (actual term) to sync up with my iPhone so thought I’d spend my first session calibrating that…what a terrible idea that was. The walk was fine 400 meters at a brisk pace, piece of cake! The run however was s nightmare…it’s been a good couple of years since I’ve been out for a run so maybe flat out in the middle of Bannatynes after a Chinese was a bad time to give it a go…I’m certain you’ll have never seen someone turn so many shades in such a short space of time…oh and the bad news is the calibration did not even work, lovely.
So anyway, after the mild humiliation of watching pentioners run farther than I could I still managed to get up and give it a go again this morning…and I’m very pleased with myself for doing so, didn’t feel like dieing or coughing up a vital organ once! I feel much better for it and Mark does too hopefully this will become a regular thing from now on…and the start if a much healthier future for us both *crosses fingers*
Toodle pip x
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