Saturday, February 15, 2014
I worked up the courage to participate in classes at my gym and--ta da -- I really love it.
The class that first caught my eye is called Shred 55. Ok, so I couldn't help thinking: 'cool, I'll shred 55 lbs- that's right up my alley'. I realized that the only quick shredding is of my inhibitions. It is a high intensity cardio and strength class that taxes every part of my resolve, but after 7 weeks, I'm beginning to feel as though I can do this! I have to modify lots of the moves, and I can't do a sit-up to save my soul, but the bottom line is that I'm progressing.
My other favorite class is Zumba. I am in awe the instructor, not just for her boundless energy and total absence of body fat, but more for her ability to encourage and inspire everyone in the class. And I mean to tell you that my coordination is almost non-existent. It's as if I'm part of a comedy skit - and I'm the comedic relief. But, hey, I'm moving for 60 minutes, and having great fun while I'm doing it. My knees are sore, but I figure that as soon as I begin unloading some of my excess baggage, I won't have as much stress on my knees.
My last group class is Sunday morning yoga. Just as hard, but in a completely different way. And there are some real pros in that class but they are very inclusive of the newbee's.
So what have I accomplished in the past 7 weeks? The biggest 'Wow' has been that exercise is not as awful as I was certain it was going to be. After all, I had spent many years telling myself that all that fitness stuff was just somebody trying to sell me something. But what I'm realizing is that, although I am sore, and sometimes a little cranky, and have not lost as much weight as quickly as I would like, exercise makes me feel better in my head. And it's my head that has to change first before my body is ever going to follow.
By the way, I do have to shred 55. So I'm going to keep on moving 'cause I have miles to go before I get there. And I'm beginning to believe that I can -- if I just keep on moving.