Ah-ha!

Apparently, shower lady had no problem with me taking a longer shower at the gym. Her problem was that I was taking it in HER shower stall. I wasn't aware we were still in middle school, but now that I know the rules, I might play fairly.

Seriously, though, I have never seen a short little lady in her 50s sprint so quickly to the showers after a water aerobics class.

Weigh-in

Weighed myself again yesterday; 1 more pound down for a total of 7 lost; 31 to go!!

Things I Would Like to Say....

.... to some people at the gym:

• It is perfectly fine if you decide that step class isn't for you. But please put your equipment away before you storm out of the room so that someone else doesn't have to clean up after you.
• It's okay to go get your baby cause he's crying. This time he wasn't ready to be left in the child care; keep trying & one day he will be ready. (note - this one's in a really gentle tone cause my heart does hurt for this poor lady who is trying so hard to get out of her house & do something good for herself.)
• If you are sweaty, please wipe off the equipment when you are finished. Ewwwww.
• Why, yes I did signal for that parking spot. So you can take your attitude elsewhere.

And finally:

• No, I do not have a problem taking a 20 minute shower when there is hair-washing involved. I only wash my hair on the days when I am in the pool. I take my time getting to the showers so that everyone else has an opportunity to get in first. I make sure that there is at least one shower empty when I get in, and I do check to make sure that nobody is waiting for an empty stall. You were inconvenienced in no way, so I'm not entirely sure what your problem is, but I know that sending death glares in my direction won't get anything solved. (Especially when I am most definitely a Queen of Death Glares.)

The scary part? I am most definitely not PMSing right now.

The sad (?) part? I would never say any of these things in real life.

The pendulum has started to swing...

I have now been regularly exercising for 7 weeks. After being less than thrilled with the initial results , it continued to get 'worse' as I continued to steadily gain - finally reaching a grand total of 15 pounds! Not exactly positive reinforcement!

After not going anywhere near the scale for a couple of weeks, I finally got brave enough to check my weight again yesterday. I've lost 6 pounds! Yay for me! 6 pounds down, 32 to go..... note to self - stop referring to step instructor as 'satan-girl', even if I am just thinking it.

In other random aerobic news, I noticed at the last couple of classes that my heart rate was a little low. Seems that I have gained a bit of cardio fitness, which I didn't think I had been doing. So I've finally added a riser under the step. And.... I know it's only 3 inches, but it feels like so much more. Sigh. I think I am now as physically fit as a 60-year old. But at least that's better than being as fit as an 80 year old. ;)

It's good to laugh!

I had planned on going to the gym in the morning today to do step & pilates classes. Ended up watching Peanut again while her mom had stitches removed, so I spent the morning making lasagna instead. Not exactly equivalent!! Husband has kindly agreed to leave work a few minutes early though so I can make it to the evening step class instead. (which I definitely need to go to, as I am getting together with several work friends tonight, and there WILL be chocolate involved!)

I was still kind of hoping to do some Pilates today though, so I rummaged around and managed to find one of those videos that I acquired months ago when I thought about exercising but never did. Had the kids put down towels for everyone & we gathered round the tv.

Thirty minutes later....

• that lady moves FAST!! especially compared to the teacher in the gym
• i was still unsure that i was doing it correctly, though that may have been because she was moving so fast...
• the kids are way more flexible, but
• they were also way cute as they tried to copy the moves

well... until they got bored & decided that running sprints across the living room & launching themsselves onto the couch was more fun.

I did get a bit of a workout, but i didn't feel like i truly worked out. Might need to try one of the other videos tomorrow. Or not.

Should never have looked

About a month ago, I joined a gym. I finally resolved that I was ready to exercise regularly. Because, quite frankly, I am a slug, and a happy slug at that. However, I am a much heavier slug than I was before the 2 kids (blasted metabolism!! and 40lbs per child!) Believe it or not, I have been quite good about going - have attended 4 classes each week!

This is the part that gets me, though - I have gained TEN FREAKING POUNDS since I started! Yes, a couple of them can be attributed to end-of-the-school-year-treats, but seriously. 10 pounds?!

Husband has been quick to remind me that muscle weighs more than fat. But! I ask him, what good is it to have Abs (abs, legs, and buns for that matter) of Steel when you cannot see them beneath the HUGE JELLY BELLY?!?!

It's a good thing he loves me.