Not even a little.
1- Boredom. It’s the same damn motion over and over again. I even watched an interesting documentary on the dust bowl.
2- Sweatiness. I don’t mind being sweaty if I got that way doing something fun. Sweatiness+boredom=angryface.
3- Boobsweat. This is the worst. I literally had sweat droplets in my cleavage… Which does not dry because you can’t separate the girls in a sports bra. There is nooooo circulation. This is the worst kind of sweaty for me because it stays wet until you finally get a chance to shower and change into clean clothes.
I don’t like being damp. I never have. When I was little, potty training me was apparently easy because I peed my pants, realized no one was going to change me anymore and I peed in the potty rather than be wet and uncomfortable.
Dampness bums me out like woah.
Anyway, I’ll definitely not be rejoining the gym. I’m surprised I actually kept my membership so long in the first place.
Saturday, I’m waking up early to hit a yoga class. Hopefully that goes better than elliptical machines did.