50/50

So today I decided to try the 50/50 class at my gym. This means 30 mins of cardio, 30 mins of weights. This was the first aerobics class I've taken since longer than I can remember.

So, I got there a little late because I forgot to check which studio it was in, and I while I was waiting outside Studio 1, they had already started in Studio 2. But I quickly figured that out, and went in. They had already started, and of course the only spot left in the room was right up front. Awesome.

They were all doing the Step aerobics with the benches and two risers. So, without even thinking I just grabbed what everyone else had and tried to join in. I quickly realized, however that I was having BIG TIME trouble with 2 risers. So I stopped and took them out to make just 1 riser. I couldnt even do that. So I took those risers out too, leaving just the bench on the ground. I gave it all I had in me... but even the instructor could see I was struggling, and she said (in the microphone so everyone could hear) "Why dont you just use the floor, no bench."

So there I was doing everything you're supposed to be doing in a Step Class... but without any steps. Awesome.

Finally, the cardio section was over and we went into weights. As if jumping up and down steps wasn't enough of a workout for the legs, the instructor started the weights portion with lunges and squats using weights. Awesome. I died.

Then we did biceps which was cool. I guess holding my four kids and diaper bags etc. has worked those puppies out enough to be able to keep up with the class.

Then, she had us do push ups, followed by triceps where you sit on the bench and lift yourself up and down using only your triceps. Um... I could NOT do it.... Thats lifting 200 plus pounds only with my triceps!! NOT POSSIBLE! But I tried. And that looked really funny, Im sure.

Finally it was time to stretch. She had them stand up on top of the benches and put their toes on the edge as they stretched their calves, without holding on to anything. Oh, I knew I would lose my balance and fall off and look even dumber..so instead I leaned up against the closest wall to stretch my calves out. That's when the instructor so lovingly pointed out (yes in the microphone) "We really try not to touch the walls, it just gets the mirrors all dirty." Oh good! More attention brought to the fatty on the side! Awesome.

If that didnt top it off... Later on, in the locker room, I saw someone I hadn't seen in a while. She stopped me and said, "I saw you in that class upstairs! Me and a bunch of girls were watching your through the window wondering what you were doing! LOL" I laughed too, and pretty much said I wasn't sure either, but it got my heart rate up!... I left as soon as I could get away from her, and thought about how I had an audience throughout that whole class. Awesome.

Despite all that, the first thought I had was, "I'm SO going back next week!" I have to prove to myself that I can do this class! I dont care how stupid I look. I'm not doing this for them. I'm doing this for me. I need this. And this whole experience is just one more thing I can add to my collection of Tacklin Fuel!