I am just trying something out so completely disregard this: X64CY3WNJ5GH. I know you have no clue what it means, and truly I have no clue if I am doing this right either. I’m trying to further promote my blog, because more people need to be touched with a Daily Dose of Hope.
So I guess I should talk about something. School is almost over, whoo!! That’s pretty exciting for me. However, all I can really think about is how sore I am. I am getting back to the gym and with a vengeance apparently. Seems like I’m trying to prove to the gym that without it for these past few months I’ve been fine. I’ve thrown myself into classes because I thought hmm, classes at a women’s gym can’t be too hard or YogaFit? how hard can that be. I know I’ve never tried regular yoga before but it’s just stretching but faster right or BodyPump? I have no clue whatsoever what we’re going to do in this class but c’mon this is a women’s gym, can’t be too hard right.
I truly should just stop thinking because I’m a fool, a fool I tell you. YogaFit was quite hard. I thought I looked ridiculous doing some of these moves and in certain positions my legs would shake because I don’t have the strength to hold that position. YogaFit wasn’t too bad though, I’m going back tomorrow. I enjoyed that I was sore the next day, in places I don’t normally work out. And the instructor placed some lovely essential oils in the palm of my hands, very relaxing.
But BodyPump… that class kicked my ass. Seriously, if it were a fist fight, me vs. BodyPump, I’d be in the ER or the new Urgent Care Centre on Main Street (shout out). I had no idea what to expect, and when I got there people are setting up with all this equipment. Weights, mats, bench press bar thingys and the step board thing. What the heck did I walk into? Hell? The instructor was in red, possibly I was in hell.
Another problem, I didn’t know how much weight my weak arms could take, so I took what I thought I could handle which ended up being more than I could manage. I thought (bad idea) that we would use the weights for 15 minutes or so. Correction: We were lifting weights the entire time. I don’t have that kind of upper body strength. I think milk bags are heavy. It’s a good thing I was in the back of the room because at one point, we were bench pressing and I couldn’t keep up because I had too much weight on my bar, so I decided to rest the bar across my chest.
And the instructor is all like “remember how we did this last week?”… I just wanted to be like “heck no, I wasn’t here and I feel like I’m going to puke, can we sit in a circle and just get to know each other, some introductions perhaps?” So after that bench pressing I took the two 5 pound weights off my bench press bar thing.
Then it was time to work our abs. I noticed women grabbed free weights but I thought that was just to add to their bench press bar. It wasn’t, for abs, we use free weights and the only free weights I had were the dinky 5 pounds ones I had just taken off my bar. So I look like this weak little princess doing all these exercises with hardly any weight. I looked like a fool, fool I tell you. An even bigger fool then before.
And today I am so sore from this class. The gym is clearly laughing at me. I thought their classes would be easy peasy but honestly, they work your butt off. Then I went to the gym today after a feast of food, thinking I would have a light work out. Walking on the treadmill I got massive cramps. I am just full of bad ideas. So if I recommend you do something, especially in regards to fitness, don’t listen. I have no clue what I’m talking about and think I can do much more than I really can.
That’s it for now. I’m sure I will have many more rants about the gym, as I promise I am getting my butt back in gear.
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