So I've been a bit lame with the workouts. Not horrible, but not as intense as I had hoped for. I didn't work out Friday, Saturday, or Sunday.
Monday, I did go to yoga--I found myself not as nimble as the week before. Tuesday I only did a lame 20-minute Denise Austen video, but better than nothing. Wednesday I had to go to the grocery store, so no workout. On a positive note, I've walked to work every day except yesterday.
And then, tonight...dun, dun, dun. I drove over thinking it would be nice to join the cycling class. Last week when I was touring the facility with my trainer they had a good leisurely class going, and I thought "this is my kind of thing." Then I showed up, and the cycling class was cancelled.
I thought about running or doing the weird impactless running machine they showed me last week, but the machines are so busy and visible, and the track is a bit crowded, so I wandered into the other class that was going at the same time "Body Design."
I think the instructor Brian wanted me to fall over and die. I can't feel my legs, and my butt cheeks are on fire. No joke...we did a bijillion squats. Walking to work tomorrow should be interesting.
Brian badgered me into promising to come back, which I cannot do because I have an appointment with my personal trainer during the class. I think I will go to Brian's cycling class next week so that I can tell him that I'm not wimping out.
Must drink more water.
