The gym seems to be working. Not only am I starting to feel a bit fitter after just 3 sessions, but I'm also starting to get vainer. I blame this on my personal trainer since he insists that I do weights in front of the big mirror in the part of the gym affectionately referred to as “the pit” The pit is where the muscle men hang out doing their free weights and what not, these guys are lifting weights that weigh more than I do! I thought I'd feel really intimidated but them but they're all really friendly and always up for offering advice.

I'm only doing light weights, but that's because I made it clear I don't want to end up as one of those protein shake drinking pumped up pretty boys. Most of my work out is centred around cardio stuff, but the weights are in there just to help me tone up a few parts of my currently weedy body.

I still can't get over the fact that I'm signed up to a gym! ME! Computer geek extrordinaire… doing exercise! It's a wholly freaky experience, but I have to say I'm loving every minute of it.

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