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The sleigh

I stepped into a gym after a five year hiatus. I must admit that I was dreading it all day. Not because I didn't want to go but because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to last the full session with the trainer. Good news! I made it the whole hour! My least favorite exercise was the sleigh (this is what the trainer called it). I had to pull a sleigh that had about 75 pounds of weight towards myself then push it back. I am not good with measuring distance but it felt like it was a mile away. I had to pull it via these big ropes whilst doing a squat (ouch). In the end, I enjoyed the experience and I cannot tell you how excited I am to be working out again and feeling those endorphins.

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  1. Jackie R.March 6, 2018 at 7:46 PM

    It sounds like you slayed the sleigh! Get it girl!
    Jackie

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  2. UnknownMarch 6, 2018 at 9:14 PM

    Congrats on making it through the hour! Those small steps lead to big changes!

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  3. AnonymousMarch 6, 2018 at 9:23 PM

    So proud of you! I've been toying with the idea of joining the gym near my house. It is something that I always tell myself "Once I have more time, more money," but neither of those seems to come.

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  4. UnknownMarch 7, 2018 at 9:49 PM

    all the endorphins! I'm glad you made it (of course you did!) AND you're going back :-)

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