Day 10 - January 22, 2011

I think I left off the last day with the idea of going to another class in addition to meeting with my team at 10:00. Well...that didn't happen. I woke up in time, and considering I get up most every morning between 6:00 - 6:30 (although lately I have been sleeping in more..soreness will do that), I was able to sleep in some,  I was still up by 8:15. I just couldn't talk myself into going to the 9:00 class. I was determined to go to the 11:00 water aerobics after though.

I ate some breakfast, grabbed an apple and water, and headed out to the class. I am not good at estimating the amount of time it takes to get to the gym from where I live...I thought it was about 25 minutes...Nope....I was almost late. We were meeting in the man gym, and I was really moving to get there on time. I did stop and gawk at the Zumba class, thinking that the belly dancing they were doing looked fun, and painful at the same time....I zoomed (read: hobbled) down the stairs to the man gym about 5 minutes late.

I don't know if I mentioned it or not, but in order to access the gyms, aerobic floors, locker rooms, etc., we had to do a few things when we first started the HCC.  We were given an access code, then we had our hand scanned (twice), and then our pictures were taken. All of this to be sure that we don't accidentally impersonate someone else. The code...piece of cake...the picture...looks like one of the stretched out animals on a greeting card. You know the ones I am talking about? The ones with the dog face all distorted, and the eyes all googly. The "fish eye" look.  Anyway, then we have the hand scanner. I hate the hand scanner and it hates me, especially when I am in a hurry. You have to slide your hand in and make sure your fingers hit the probes, while keeping your palm flat. I did that, again, and again...each time that fish eye picture would show up, and I would try again to put my fingers against the probe. FINALLY, it let me go through, and something happened in the turnstile. I don't know if I was in too big of a hurry, or just what, but somehow I got stuck in the turnstile, with one of the three "arms" rammed into my thigh. Good grief...it sounded like a bull in a china shop...KKRRAASSHHH!! Nearly everyone stopped to see what happened. How embarrassing. I just finished coming through, and acted like I had planned to do that the entire time. I  could honestly feel a lump under my skin already forming. I was so glad to finally get to my team, and Ron said, grab your stuff, we're heading to the main gym...GAAAA! 

We went to the track and each of us was given a weighted bar...I ran over people to get a pink one... 5 not 10 lbs this time. So we walked on the track, around and around, and at each bend, we did excercises with the bar - curls, lifts, presses, all the while keeping a brisk walking pace. There were runners and walkers on the track with us that we had to avoid, and I had a near miss with my bar and a wall support. I was walking and, BONG, someone hit the support...I was glad it wasn't me since I had already had one incident, but whomever it was, needs to wash their mouth out with soap, they were quite a potty mouth! We finished on the track, and back down to the man gym we went, through the awful turnstile, and the workout continued. We did lunges, and squats, and mountain climbers, and dumbbell work, and stomach stuff too. By the time it was over, it was nearly 11:30, so I never made it to the water aerobics. I was in such a hurry leaving the house, I didn't grab my bag with the water stuff, so it was never going to happen anyway. Self sabatoge? 

I plan on going to mass tonight so I can sleep in tomorrow, and maybe talk to my family. I have missed them this week but I know that they understand.

Tomorrow is the 2:30 class for all the HCC people. 

Kelly