I am pretty proud of myself so far. I made it to the gym Wednesday morning at 545 to work out on my own and ran into Robert (we didn't get hurt) so he had visual confirmation that I am holding up my end of the bargain. I did 30 minutes of cardio and did not want to die. Kudos to me.
Thursday I met Katie at the gym in the evening, and headed into the building I ran into Robert, again! He was so shocked to see me two days in a row that as he turned to walk away, he totally tripped over the curb. I think that was divine intervention on my behalf - getting back at him for being so mean to me the past three sessions. We had a good laugh and then I went and brutalized myself on an elliptical machine. See, what Katie neglected to tell me and what I neglected to understand is that the elliptical goes forwards and backwards. I was going backwards the first five minutes and finally said the machine was really uncomfortable. Once she saw what I was doing she informed me that it is a lot easy going forward. Grrrrrrrreat. It is.
Friday morning, 500am I am back at it ready to roll. As a reward for my good efforts all week Bob really lays into me. I really hate him. I was doing so well, that he decided to get out this half ball thingy and I have to do a sort of push up stance holding the ball. Once I stabilize he makes me push it forward and back. It is major pain in the arms and abs and I can only hold it for 15-20 seconds. I am such a pansy. Today we don't do anything else really new so the rest of the workout is familiar and uneventful. I do try to cheat by not pushing my heels into the ground, but not on purpose. Sometimes I am totally uncoordinated and that irks me to no end. I like to think I am pretty coordinated, but I can't do the stupid rowing exercise very well. Too much multitasking - Squat, stand, pull rope towards me, elbows in, no wrist turning, push down with heels, count, lose count, try to talk to Robert, forget to stand straight with knees bent, start all over. That is WAY too much to think about at once. Oh yeah, I forgot - and Breathe. At any given moment I mess up on any of those factors so Robert stands there and laughs at me for 1) not being about to count to 15, 2) forgetting to breathe, 3) for cheating with my stance, 4) for trying to row as I sit down instead of stand up, or 5) reprimands me for cheating in my stance and body position.
Goal - Work out once this weekend.
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Oh my. My transition day was your birthday. It's a good thing that you don;t expect people to be as awesome as you are.
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