So I decided to try a new class this morning at the gym-intense body is what they call it, and intense it was-WHOLLY FRIJOLES was it ever. Don't get me wrong I enjoy a challenge and I'm kind of excited I discovered this little gem of a workout, but I can understand now why the class was a little bleak in terms of attendance. Every class I ever take in the morning is jam packed, and this crowd was a little thinned out. It was a little bit of everything, abs, arms, legs and then the suicides were under tow. Yes the instructor uttered the word "suicides" and my miserable days in gym classes and softball practices of later years all came back to me like a ton of bricks. Oh spite you suicides, I thought I was done with you for good, well oh how WRONG I was.
I immersed myself in the workout, not trying to think too much about what I was doing, but just doing what she told me to do. Back and forth, back and forth she told me, then lunges across the gym, and jump roping, and this and that...WHEW! listening to her was almost as exhausting as the workout, but I made it through, and am on a serious endorphin rush now that I'm at home-not to mention the cup of complimentary coffee I had after my workout. One of my other new favorite things, COFFEE!! UGH you just had to be complimentary at the gym and now I'm hooked. I drink like three cups of this stuff a day. Never drank coffee in my life and now it's a daily ritual for me. Try and see what happens if you take my coffee away from me, I'll cut a b**ch if she takes my coffee from me, trust me.
Any who I'll get back to painting the kitchen, since it's a mess right now-another project that I decided to take on despite my lack of awareness that painting is a huge pain in the booty! I don't know how I get myself into these things, but I guess when you're impulsive like me, everything seems like a good idea at the moment. Toodles :)
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