annabtg | Shocking, but true.

You've got three guesses to find out where I spent one and a half hour this morning.

Ha, I knew you wouldn't find it.

I went... to the gym.

*gasp* *shock* *faint*

No, really. I went and subscribed for one year. 149 euros (where's the funky E?) plus 20 for the subscription fee. It was about time I used some of the money I've been saving for something, I was starting to feeling like Scrooge McDuck. And it was about time I did some exercise too - I haven't done proper exercise in six years, and as a result I can't run 100 metres to catch the bus without getting out of breath for ten minutes. Thank goodness I'm not fat. I've got a little extra fat around the thighs, but that's it.

Now, I've never been a fan of gyms. As my brother Christos said, there's no need to pay 170 euros in order to run (aka. do the treadmill) and do some exercises. And, to tell you the truth, I'd like doing a sport better, but I can't possibly start a sport in my current physical condition. I could exercise at home, but a) I feel more confident knowing that there's a professional guiding me and b) knowing that I've paid for it in advance, I'll be less likely to slack off *g*

It went surprisingly well. I got tired, but not *dead* tired. I didn't come back home hungry, and I'm feeling fine so far (though it's only a matter of hours until my legs start feeling like bricks, I'm sure). Now I'm kind of sleepy, but, well, I *did* wake up early to catch La Mentira :p

So, this entry marks the day when "I" and "the gym" fitted together in the same sentence. A day to remember, indeed.

See ya,
Anna.