(Don’t read Mom or Dad)
First off for those of you who read my yoga blog this is my second day of working out and I tried Pilates and Spin. Loved Pilates on the Ball, wasn’t what I thought but was pleasantly surprised. It did help that the instructor gave me a shout out during class for my form doing the duck plank and wanted to know my name. (Insert proud giggles here). That made me try extra hard and I will be going to all of her classes in hopes of staying her star student. She is now like my Father, searching for that approval. (Insert a wink here). Anyway, I think I liked it because it was kind of a combo of yoga with the stretches and balance but not as calming and quiet; and it only lasted 30 minutes.
Well then I went on to spin. TAMITHA, you are a liar. You said I would love spin and that it was fun. And it was neither of those things. I spent the whole time trying to keep my butt on the back cushy part of the seat. I was losing my virginity all over again!! I had to stop standing at the hurdles because my legs physically would not lift me. Then I got super panicked that I wouldn’t be able to get off the bike and have to sit there all day until Steve could get me. That or when I went to stand I would fall. Ha-ha that second part would be hilarious. It seriously was kind of an offensive exercise class. It was like sex. All the married women were starting to slow down, get bored and just watched the clock. At least I did. I was ready to get off that thing, shower and get back to my to-do list. All the young hot singles were working up a sweat and taking off layers of clothes as the instructor yelled things like “push harder, doesn’t that feel good!” “climb climb climb” and “faster girls you can do it, work up that sweat!” WHAT?! I was reminded of my sister’s lesbian soccer coach who would yell “PENETRATE THE BOX GIRLS!” People need to think about what they are saying because there is usually an ill minded degenerate standing close by ready to giggle like a teenaged boy. Now let me take that spin class after a bottle of wine and I’ll show you young chippies how it’s done but 45 minutes of pushing hard was just too much for this busy woman to handle!
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