I had such good intentions today. Going to church early, having a nutritious meal, housework, and then to the HCC group work out at 2:30. We don't have youth group today so I can finish my house work later. I even decided that I was done with the box of socks that my girls and I have used for socks for the last three years. I plan to go through them and sort, throwing away the ones that don't have a partner or fit. BIG DAY! Nope...not even close!
It was all I could do to get out of bed. I am sore...really sore. Not the "my this is a bit uncomfortable" kind of sore. This is the "in order to go to the bathroom, I have to fall on the toilet" kind of sore. The kind that if you sit down...you stay there...or if you stand up, you shuffle across the room not really picking up your feet, just as if your feet are tied together. It is a real good thing my wall is as close to my bed as it is because I nearly fell when I stood up. Now mind you I am not under any delusion that I am in kind of shape except round, but that was a surprise. The only thing I could think of was how in the world I was going to go to the class and feel this sore. No church, not much housework, I ate because I had to (Special K with berries = yummm) and tried to stay on my feet to loosen up my muscles. I kept trying to figure out exactly what made my legs so sore and then it dawned on me. Oh, boy....
Did I mention that Mark likes the actress Jamie Lee Curtis? Always has, and most likely always will. Have you ever seen "True Lies", with Arnold Schwartzinegger (My apologies for butchering the spelling of your name) and Jamie Lee? Well, I have and there is a really sexy scene in it where she (Jamie) thinks she is an undercover spy, and goes to a hotel to meet a guy and plant a bug in his telephone. The guy is her husband, played by Arnold, only she doesn't know that. She (Jamie) does this stripper thing, and a very sexy dance hanging on to a bed post, It is pretty hot, hot, hot...and sooooo....at yesterdays work out, we had to hold on to this bar that was attached to the wall and do squats. For some unknown reason this scene popped into my head...so really gave it hell and squatted, hanging on the bar, I was much more successful at the bar thing than the weighted ball....Man....so here I am today really regretting my squatting from yesterday.
I made it to the gym and found my way to the class. I had a bit of an issue using the hand scan because I forgot to put my fingers against the sensors so it could "read" my palm, but at least it didn't spit out a paper that said "you're fat" like the ones at the mall. I tried three times and asked for help finally from the starving waif of a girl behind me. The Idea was we were doing a circuit type of work out where you were at a station for five minutes then you went to the next and so on. There were steps, balls and bars. I chose steps first. I tell you what...I have heard about people with uber energy, but the instructor for step was out of control. It was as if she was shot out of a cannon when they started the music to begin the first five minutes. Up, down, up down, step, hop, step, kick, change directions, left, then right, then up, and down, and do you know what I did? NOTHING! I didn't know whether crap or go blind. I wanted to do something but I didn't know what. I looked around and some were following her fine, some kinda, and there were quite a few of us that just stood there. After a few moments someone shouted "is the music too fast?"...are you kidding? YES!!! So they took pity on us and slowed the music down, and although the leader was still in hyper speed, I was able to follow along at least a little.
TWEET! Switch stations..we went to the balls. All the skinny people said to get the biggest balls you could, and they did....I got a medium size ball that looked pretty good when we were swinging it around our heads, but not so much when I sat on it! Huh...I guess I should have gotten a bigger one because mine squished down to where my knees were near my ears. I had tried using a ball and dumbbells in the past, and ended up rolling off onto the floor and hitting myself in the head with the weight. My exercise ball now holds up the cover to our jumbo blow up pool in the summer....ANYWAY....we were instructed to lay on our backs, with our arms behind our ears, and crunch up and back until the music stopped, while on the ball, and with one leg in the air. Dear Lord. I ended up trying to hold the ball with my butt cheeks so it wouldn't roll away, while laying on my back waiting for the song to end....and my legs hurting like they were on fire! TWEET! Switch stations...Now we have weighted bars in our hands. I grabbed a blue one because I like blue. Pink weighs 5lbs, blue weighs 8lbs.....up, down, up, down, down, up, down, up.....I'll give you one guess as to the color I chose on the second cycle....it wasn't BLUE. My arms were shaking so bad, and it seemed like they were playing "Stairway to Heaven", rather than "Don't Stop Believing", and finally...TWEET! Switch stations...I was soaking wet by the time we did this cycle three times, but a little less sore in the legs, now mostly in my arms and my butt where I tried to hang on to the ball....to celebrate I ate an apple on the way home , and before I couldn't move my arms anymore.
Team work out at 7:00pm tomorrow...goodie.....
Kelly
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