As I mentioned in a previous post, this month I have been working out for a whole year! In a row! That’s a record for me, usually I stop after 6-9 months. Now that Lainey is in preschool I will be able to work out at the Y every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday morning. I also usually workout at home with Jillian at least 2 nights/week.
Did I mention I love Jillian? Oh, and Biggest Loser starts tonight! Woot! Woot! Ok, so I love Bob on the Biggest Loser too, but I’m just wondering, do you think he’s gay? I have no problem if he is, I’ve just always wondered this.
Oh, and I can totally do that Yoga pose he’s doing. Well, not really. But, what if I could? That would be bad ass.
Ok, I need to get back to my point. The problem with my working out at the Y is that I feel like I’m going to soon be bored with my workout. I talked to Chelie, my favorite trainer at the Y and she had lots of suggestions. All of which were group classes. I would love to do Zumba or Step, but I can’t. Why? Because I don’t want to look like a moron.
This of course is silly because I actually used to be a cheerleader, and that clearly involves being in front of a lot of people. I have nightmares of cheerleading though. At one Varsity basketball game when I was a senior the entire student section was quacking at me. I’m serious. Stop laughing, this is very true. I have witnesses, several in fact. Oh, and in case you’re wondering, they were quacking at me because someone said I walked like a duck.
So, I googled duck to find a duck image and this is one that came up. I can’t stop laughing, this post is officially completely out of control.
Seriously, back to my point. In an attempt to not make a fool out of myself in a Zumba or Step class, Chelie suggested I try spinning.
Now, in theory, this is a good idea. Except, I have been to a spin class, and it was a disaster. So, here is what this entire post has been leading up to. Shawn and I first joined the Y, I think 3 years ago. It was my bright idea to go to a Spin class our first week there. Mind you, we were both a
lot little out of shape.
We get there, pick our bikes, and wait for class to start. The
devil teacher comes in, turns down the lights, and starts the crazy loud music. Oh, and don’t worry he was wearing a microphone headset so he could yell at you over the music and tell you what a fat loser you were. I start pedaling, thinking this isn’t so bad. Then, he yells to turn the knob on your bike tighter, thus increasing the resistance. I turn it. A minute or so later he says to turn it again. Well, 5 minutes into it my knob is already completely tightened, but I’m still trying to keep up because there was a morbidly obese woman in front of me who was still pedaling her enlarged heart out. This class was 45 minutes long, so I knew another 5 minutes like this and I would be picking out my casket. Then, this happens: random girl opens the door and asks for Shawn or Tami. What? Thank you Jesus! Lainey was crying in the Kidszone and they needed one of us. Shawn tried to get off his bike, but I insisted that I be the one to tend to our child in distress. Sweet relief!
When Shawn came out of hell 45 minutes later he asked me why I didn’t stay since I was the one who wanted to do the spin class anyway? I told him there was no way I could have done it with the resistance being that high at only 5 minutes in. Then he says this:
“Didn’t you loosen the knob at the beginning of the class?”
WHAT? How could I have missed that? I swear
Hitler the teacher never said that.
So, back to my original question…after all that do I really want to try spinning again?
Oh, and as a side note, I did tell Chelie this story when she suggested spinning. She laughed her ass off.