I sat in the car outside for ten minutes the first time, and I needn't have.
I'm fifty-four. I'd never lifted anything heavier than a suitcase on purpose, and I had a picture in my head of what a gym was: music, mirrors, people half my age. I nearly drove home.
Rory had seen the car. He came out to the door, said hello, and that was the worst of it over. The first session was mostly him finding out what I could already do, which turned out to be more than I thought. Nothing was heavy. Nothing was rushed.
Two years on I come on Thursday evenings. The bar has more on it than I'd have believed, and I'm still the only person in the room. I feel solid. That's the word I'd use.
Fiona, 54
with RoryHer first session was free.£50 a session, or 10 for £450.