How do you like to spend your Thursday evenings? Tonight I spent 40+ minutes squeezed into a noisy and scary machine with my feet tied together, and I didn't like it one bit.
I don't know what was worse - lying cramped and immobile while fighting the sudden, unexpected onset of claustrophobia, or being forced to listen to an excruciatingly horrible Enya CD played at high volume through bulky headphones. Both of these made my heart pound and my stomach churn.
* BTW - thanks for your messages of concern.... No big drama really - just some ongoing bone/tendon/joint issues that really need to be sorted before I start looking like an ancient old crone (believe me, I frequently feel - and move - like one!). I've answered a couple of your comments with another comment - see below.