When I got there my two girlfriends (who I suckered in to signing up with me) were also just getting there. The teacher immediately said, "Okay girls, go give me a lap." Ummm...does she realize that is not a normal thing in my world? A scoop of ice cream? Yes. A lap around the gym? No. I knew I was in trouble then. We then followed that with 50 sit ups, 50 push ups, 50 squats, 50 jumps, and then 50 minutes of me thinking I might vomit. At first I thought it was the running that made me feel like I would throw up. Then I thought it was the squats. Then I thought maybe it was all the weights. Then I realized it was really just everything that caused that feeling. Good news is though I did NOT vomit (Go, Diane!).
I also did my first set of Burpee exercises today. Like a dork, I had to ask the teacher to show me how to do them because everyone else there already knew. She called me her "Burpee Virgin" and high fived me. Let me tell you - that was a virginity that I would have been fine with keeping.
But yes, long story short: I am alive and well. I'll be doing this three days a week now for the next four weeks so I'll be sure to keep you updated on any horror stories.
Please note: I'm writing this post now while I'm still on the workout high and before the muscle pain kicks in and I can't move. I feel the post would have a different vibe if I waited until then!
|6:15am - Sun rising and work out is done!|