I didn’t die!
Funny… last night was my first F45 session. I burned, I swore, I muttered, I laughed… and then I went back for seconds tonight!
I burned a little more, didn't mutter as much, and had a great time. I even managed a couple of things I didn't think I'd be able to do straight up!
Last night's session hit me today. Tonight's session hit me 10 minutes after I left. My foam roller took a beating.
But here's the thing… once you've been an athlete of some sort? You never really lose that drive. You just have to find new channels.
I'm gonna hurt for a while yet. But damn the endorphins are worth every old lady groan when I get up!