My very own PT. Sort of.

So I had my first session with an actual personal trainer today. I had no idea what to expect, whether they were going to just gently talk me through each part of the equipment and see how much I could do or whether they were just going to throw me in at the deep and see what I could do.
They did the latter.
And it hurt. A lot.
I started on (what I think was) the cross-trainer. I had to do 5 minutes on that. Now, I know what you're thinking. '5 minutes? Pah, that's easy.' But believe me, it is not! I was knackered. The incline was altered so I was working more muscle groups and I couldn't let my rpm get underneath 120, I was averaging about 130 but it was tiring! After that I moved on to the 'lat pulldown machine' (or something), had to add to the weights too coz they were too light (I love that I'm still pretty strong, despite being a fatty!). Then it was ... cycling I think. Had to up the resistance slightly but its so not the same as cycling round the roads. Its harder! Which is weird, coz I thought with it being stationary, it'd be easier coz of no hills, stop/starts etc but nope, hurts more!
After that was bicep curls and dips, again, had to go for the slightly higher weights coz the lighter ones were too easy. (I may regret all of this tomorrow!) I think I may have hurt my wrist, but this happens a lot anyways, hope its gone again by Wed. Penultimate work was on the leg press and leg curl machines, I currently have a hot water bottle across my thighs so I'm guessing that suggests how that goes! Finished up on the treadmill. PT says 7 minutes walking to finish off, to which I think "Pah, is that it? I can do that no problem." Until he whacks the speed and the incline up. Walking is not easy when its constantly uphill and fast people!
But you know what? I loved it. I loved the little bit of praise I got from the PT when I told him the weights weren't enough, that it was too easy, coz he said people always tell him when its too heavy but never want to push themselves. I take pride in that sort of thing. I will push myself, I will try my hardest. And as much as it hurts, I'd do it all again tomorrow. Because after years of moaning and complaining about how much I hate my body, I'm finally doing something about it, and like I keep saying, I am going to do this.
No-one can do it for me. And clearly the time is now right.
Keep on supporting me people, it really does help me!