Monday, February 02, 2009
A Humbling Experience
For Christmas Chris and I enrolled ourselves in our gym's boot camp. They had a specific one for mom's and another general one for guys & girls. The mom's time worked great for my day schedule and gets the kid out of the house a couple times a week. We thought that it was something we could do together. Focus on getting healthy in 2010. We are going to need all the stamina we got for this next year's adventure. Well mine started three weeks ago and Chris' got canceled. Nice. But don't worry he found another "bootcamp" sort of thing to do with a friend.
I did my assessment the first day of class and the instructor being oh so sweet, after taking my measurements and weight, was like, "tara! You're so skinny girl. Probably the skinniest I've got so far." So I'll tell her I'm nothing but a skinny wimp and find myself dragging pretty much every day. I'm desperate for some more energy. All true, but I left feeling pretty good about myself. Day 1 begins and HOLY COW I'm so out of shape. Not only am I out of shape but I seriously cannot keep up with these girls! It's so humbling always being the one lagging behind.
Today began week three. For our "warm up" we go run a little less then a mile outside. I did ok. Came in dead last and like most runs felt like I was going to die. But hey at least I ran the whole time. That was progress. We go inside, do some cycling and weights and time for another run. She says, for my benefit I'm sure, "if you can't keep up, cut through this sidewalk area and we'll all get back around the same time". So I started off well, then about halfway through I fell behind. There was the sidewalk. Pride says "Don't do it LOSER!" Asthma, out of shape body, says "don't be proud, take it." So I cut through. I'm spotted by some little girls having recess outside. One sees me and yells, " CHEATER! THAT GIRL IS CHEATING!! CHEATER, CHEATER, PUMPKIN, EATER!!"
I can't believe I pay money for this.