
You know those people who talk about the 'high' they get from exercising? The ones that look all glowy and happy after walking out of an intense fitness class? Well, I'm the total opposite of that. I'm what you'd call an occasional exerciser.
Reformer pilates? Too complicated.
Running? Absolutely not.
HIIT? Hahahahaha.
I even refused to join the office netball team and blamed a meeting clash. But really, the main reason in my core is that I know I'll go such an offensive shade of red that'll last for hours after any physical exercise has ceased.
So, for reasons I'll never understand, when a Peloton Bike showed up in the middle of the Mamamia office, I volunteered to give it a go.
Yes, the girl who goes red from a brisk walk agreed to work out in the middle of a busy office.
Picking a day I hoped would be quiet (it wasn't), I gingerly changed into my activewear, which I usually wear to do groceries so this was a fun change of pace! Then I hoicked myself up on the bike.
The horoscopes working out. Post continues below.