Yep, hell it is. Skip was easy on me today. You will find that the neck machine is the joy that everyone can look forward to, and he starts you there, and you think, “Oh gosh, this is nice, I can totally handle this…hell, I can actually enjoy this.”
Be warned…it is like those sugar free gummy bears…you think that they are joyous, you think how yummy they are…and NO sugar, SCORE…only after you eat a bag of them and pray that God kills you instead of leaves you in the type of gastrointestinal distress that can only be compared to the gummy bears trying to actually eat through your body and escape as quickly as possible. That is how the next 20 minutes goes…you start on the neck machine…but as you work through each machine you realize that he has no clock in the place, which I can only assume is because if I realized that I had only been on the leg press for 40 seconds (which feels like 10 minutes) I would realize just how out of shape I am…and then have an emotional breakdown, which may or may not have happened before. As I finished up today Skip made an appointment for me to take my RMR (resting metabolic rate) testing…which will tell me how many calories I burn while drinking my Dunkin and typing all day…woo hoo! Day 1 down.