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Hello and welcome to a small snapshot of what life's like inside my little corner of the world. I'm Shelly, I have a satisfying career and I'm shackled to my supurb husband. I'm the step-monster to his stylish son and together we have two stunningly beautiful daughters - Sugar and Spice, two stubborn dogs and a squawking bird. These are just some of the stories of my life.

Friday, January 22, 2010

The Class from Hell

You may recall that I recently signed up for sadomasochism joined a gym.

On day one I told you I got my ass kicked in a body pump class.

Seriously, after that first workout, my legs were like limp noodles. For a minute there, I thought I was going to have to get the thirteen year old to drive us home because my leg was shaking so bad I couldn't maneuver the clutch.

Thank goodness the gym is right around the corner from the house - I drove home that night praying that I wouldn't catch a red light for fear I wouldn't be able to get out of first gear.

Day two wasn't so bad. It was orientation night, I came home and got changed to go meet the personal trainer. She took down all my statistics (weight, body fat, BMI) the bitch and then she took me around to each piece of equipment and showed me how to set it up - seat height, how much weight to lift, the proper way to lift the weights, etc. Afterwards, I jumped on the elliptical and got in about a 45 minute workout.

Saturday morning (day three) I got up early and went to the gym doing both the weights and 30 minutes on the elliptical.

Monday night, the teen and ol' pro go to the gym. On the way there, they talk about what they're going to do: Sugar decides she's going to check out the cycling class and I was going to repeat my Saturday routine (weights and elliptical).

Well, for those of you who've ever gone to a gym you will know, Monday's are always the busiest nights at the gym and everything seemed to be taken so I decided instead to join Sugar in the spin class.

About twenty minutes into the workout, I came to the conclusion that the instructor lady was trying to kill me.

I soooo couldn't hang.

Finally, I quietly gathered up my aching butt and my burning thighs and took them to something that I knew I could do - yep, the elliptical (my favorite!)

Spin class my ass - HA! - more like purgatory!

In other news: I'm SO proud of Sugar - who stuck it out for the entire workout (and survived)! She's awesome!


1 comment:

  1. Girl! 45 minutes on the elliptical?!?! I've had to work UP to that! You are amazing! (and so is Sugar!)


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