Circus??

Gym day today, so after I’d done what felt like a day’s work already, I arrived at Snap Fitness all psyched up to meet with my Personal Trainer (yep, I’m still feeling pretty cool about this and one day hopefully I’ll look cool too). As I waited for the door to click to let me in, I suddenly realised that the top I was wearing was, although very sporty (and it shows my tattoo very well) and even though I feel a lot slimmer in it that I actually am … was just a little too fitting for the gym (at the moment), there was no way it was going to cover ANYTHING once I got going … so rush back to the car to get a different t-shirt … BUT it’s okay … cause this one MATCHES the boxing gloves that I’m coming to LOVE.

 

The trainer seemed excited to see me, I guess EVERYONE needs a bit of comedy in their lives and I guess it’s my calling to provide it at the moment.  Started off with the boxing thing, all bar the fact that it hurts my arms to reach up when he moves the targets higher … and I think it’s SERIOUSLY mean of him to do that, I did okay at this.  The WHOLE bringing my knees up to reach the target really isn’t so flash either, all the bits that I’m trying to hide wobble (and seriously about now the sports bra isn’t doing such a great job either) … however, looking at the bigger picture (ie that I make a bigger fool of myself in other activities) I’m doing okay at this .. even getting faster … MAYBE.

 

As we moved around the other activities, I REMEMBERED I forgot to bring the flash cards, because my (hehehe) trainer seriously needs to learn to count … Something I’m realising as I’m writing this, is that apart from the fact that I’m terribly uncoordinated at some of the activities, I MIGHT almost be getting the hang of some of this … and what’s MORE is that I can actually BREATHE and sometimes even HOLD a conversation during the activities.  Today, I didn’t even feel like aiming that silly little ball thing that I swing in the air at him … even when Roger (let’s call him by his name instead of “him”) suggests it’s a bit like a circus … am wondering which part of this circus I am … DON”T EVEN GO THERE!

I'm not entirely sure how but somehow Roger comes up with the idea that lying back on this bench thing, lifting these dumb bells (I don't even KNOW if that's what they're called) is a bit like being at the hairdressers!  WHAT ... I seriously think he needs to find a NEW hairdresser ... or perhaps the TRAINING manual he used when he trained for being a personal trainer was the WRONG manual ... is certainly starting to answer some questions for me thou ....

I did have some trouble TODAY with one of the pieces of equipment … I don’t even know what it’s called.  BUT IT”S BROKEN … really it is.  I could lift the handle things quite easily (kinda) but as soon as some weight is added … even the slightest bit I CAN’T … and Roger (might have to go back to “him” on this paragraph) says there’s nothing wrong and I can do it … “take some concrete pills and harden up” he says … right about now I’m wondering what part in the CIRCUS he is …. I did learn a trick though … if you pull a really HORRIBLE face and get just a little GRUMPY … Roger (he) believes you and lowers the weight …. am pretty pleased I’ve discovered this!

SUPER EXCITED that I didn’t have to do step ups today because I’m still thinking I need one of those REBOUNDERS to actually get up on the step … now that WOULD be a good circus trick!

 

Finished off the session with some stretches … this is more of a comedy/circus SHOW I reckon .. there is no way MY legs/arms and whatever else are EVER meant to be able to get into some of those positions …. especially not PAIN free anyway!

 

So now I have a BRIGHT red face (radiant apparently) and I’m heading off to an interview … and I forgot makeup to disguise the redness … but I did remember to borrow IMPULSE from my daughter before I dropped her at school … so all is not LOST.

 

This evening I decided to head down to the pool for some further torture (not to mention that wearing togs are right up there with the sexy gym pants), I mean EXERCISE.   I can’t believe how much energy I have at the end of the day & I even passed these ladies in the aqua jogging lane (the fact that they were both well OVER 100 doesn’t count).  The last time I went aqua jogging, I BROKE my toe (don’t ask) so was keen to AVOID this.   Then I swam a few LENGTHS and am still alive … I even kept up with the KIDS for a couple of those … feeling pretty happy about that! 

 

So I’m kinda thinking this EXERCISE gym thing is starting to work … I’m nearly breathing properly, I can ALMOST hold a conversation while exercising .. or at LEAST make great facial expressions and I must admit, that it sets me up well for the day – surprisingly I have a lot more ENERGY than if I didn’t go!  The other thing is, surprisingly no one else seems to notice that I’m OVERSIZED … and even if they did, right now I don’t really CARE because I’m doing this to make a difference in MY life … not theirs!  I was a little concerned about people seeing me in togs (small understatement) and I thought if I shut my eyes then I won’t see them looking at me … but if you do that – you can’t see the end of the pool when you are swimming lengths … any wonder I can break a toe aqua jogging!

 

So there you have it .. my exercise day … still amazed at how I cope better with the day when I’ve exercised, and how it helps me think better … I’m almost happy!   It doesn’t make a lot of sense to me … but then not a lot does I guess!