SEDUCED AT THE GYM
When I was just over sixteen years old, I had a piece of bad luck that turned into some very special good luck indeed! I injured the ligament in my left leg during a school sports match, and – after a spell walking on crutches – was advised to do regular physiotherapy to restore its strength. The physio nurse at the clinic showed me which exercises were best, and recommended that I use the specialist equipment at a gymnasium, but with very light settings at first. So, with my parents’ approval, I decided to try out the health club and gym nearest to where we lived – it was only about fifteen minutes walk away, and that exercise would also do me good. On my way home from school the next afternoon, I got off …