One Less Prejudice in My Life

I’ve always been into dancing, starting to perform when I was about 4 or 5. But when it came to physical activity? Nah, I wasn’t a fan, especially of gyms.

In my mind, spending hours doing the same boring stuff on machines felt like torture. I mean, I compared weight training to dancing and thought dancing was way more fun.

But hitting 40 made me rethink all that.

This past April, I decided to join a gym that had a modern and cool vibe. Just that atmosphere alone helped lower my resistance.

On my registration day, I looked around and suddenly felt like I might actually enjoy this whole gym thing more than I thought. And boy, was I right.

My first day was quite the experience.

I arrived around 10 AM, feeling a bit out of place, which is typical for newcomers. I started with some stretching and then warmed up on the treadmill.

Can you believe I had never been on one before, and here I was at almost 40? I clung to the sidebars like my life depended on it, convinced I’d fall at any second.

When I finally stepped off, my body was swaying around, still adjusting to the movement.

I managed to get through my first workout and headed home feeling a mix of excitement and a little embarrassment for ever doubting something that turned out to be really good for me.

Now, I actually love hitting the gym. I go 3 times a week, and always leave feeling like a brand new person—refreshed, energized, and ready to tackle whatever the day throws my way.

Do I still think dancing is the best? For sure.
But I’ve definitely become more open to what might get me excited.