Resolutions
I signed us up for an annual pass at the AF Rec center this year. They have tons of fitness classes, an indoor track (15 laps for a mile...kind of brutal), a pool, racquetball courts, etc.
This week was our first week. I went to my first class on Monday: Step Aerobics and Weight Lifting ("Step & Pump" - seriously cheesy name). I was so embarrassed! I am seriously uncoordinated when it comes to "dancing" and aerobics. I could barely follow along and was constantly off beat and could barely catch on to one sequence when she was changing it up to the next one.
Day two Jeff and I decided to play racquetball. After hitting FOUR stores, we finally found 2 racquets and a package of balls. I'd played racquetball a few times in college and I grew up playing tons of tennis so I thought..."How hard can this be?" I'll even admit to talking a little trash to Jeff, thinking I could surely at least keep up. Boy was I wrong! It was humiliating! I think I scored 2 points in 2 games to 15. I haven't been that frustrated or mad in a very long time. I wanted to hit my racquet against the wall several times but I resorted to trying to peg Jeff every few points. Immature, I know. I'm sure he was disappointed at what sorry competition I was.
So 2 out of 2 days I have successfully humiliated myself at the gym and come out feeling worse than I did going in. But I will still go. Maybe I'll get better? Maybe I'll find something I'm good at. Or maybe I'll just burn some calories and gain a little endurance along the way. :) Ugh!
This week was our first week. I went to my first class on Monday: Step Aerobics and Weight Lifting ("Step & Pump" - seriously cheesy name). I was so embarrassed! I am seriously uncoordinated when it comes to "dancing" and aerobics. I could barely follow along and was constantly off beat and could barely catch on to one sequence when she was changing it up to the next one.
Day two Jeff and I decided to play racquetball. After hitting FOUR stores, we finally found 2 racquets and a package of balls. I'd played racquetball a few times in college and I grew up playing tons of tennis so I thought..."How hard can this be?" I'll even admit to talking a little trash to Jeff, thinking I could surely at least keep up. Boy was I wrong! It was humiliating! I think I scored 2 points in 2 games to 15. I haven't been that frustrated or mad in a very long time. I wanted to hit my racquet against the wall several times but I resorted to trying to peg Jeff every few points. Immature, I know. I'm sure he was disappointed at what sorry competition I was.
So 2 out of 2 days I have successfully humiliated myself at the gym and come out feeling worse than I did going in. But I will still go. Maybe I'll get better? Maybe I'll find something I'm good at. Or maybe I'll just burn some calories and gain a little endurance along the way. :) Ugh!
How I wish I was playing racquetball! So fun.
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