Tuesday, May 31, 2011

"freedom from choice is what you want..."

I joined Hendrick Health Club.

I was given the chance to sample one of their classses. I made the wrong choice:

BodyStep
(step aerobics - just like it sounds)

I went because my friend Seth (who actually teaches that same kind of class) was going to take it as just a participant and so I followed just because I knew him.

There was loud music and 2 Crazy Skinny Bitches* up on a stage. There was lots of confused flailing on my part. When I woke up from the exercise-induced hypnotic state that the aforementioned Crazy Skinny Bitches put me in, I was all sweaty and lots of people (old people mostly) were telling me not to "get discouraged" and that I did "really well."

I actually didn't feel that bad until the words of encouragement -- they had sort of the opposite effect.

Thank goodness all the classes are relatively poorly lit (for the very reason you would think: us fatties don't like the idea of other people watching us as we gyrate.)

* they were actually really nice, but anyone who does all that choreographed stepping & jumping for the better part of an hour and smiles cheerfully throughout qualifies as a "CSB."

So the recommended attendance for a gym so you don't get burned out is 3x a week. Tomorrow will still be relatively hot. Do I walk or do I try another class? My choices are RPM (spinning?), BodyPump (weights) or BodyVive (it says "low-impact cardio & strength class.")

BodyVive sounds like a winner, but it's the later one (6:45) -- I really wanted one I could hit right after work. 'Course I could always get up earlier so I could leave work earlier (we have a slightly flexible schedule @ work) for BodyJam ("dance-inspired workout.")

Or... saints preserve us!!! I could get up in the wee hours and go BEFORE work. No... I've come along way in the last 4 weeks, but I'm not THAT far yet!

Eek.

2 comments:

  1. bodypump or bodyvive sound more awesome that the others...

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  2. Oh Christ, I tried one of those insane choreographed classes at my gym once. This lady from my work INSISTED I should come with her and try it and that I would love it despite my protesting that I would feel like a total idiot because I don't know the routines and won't like it. Surprise surprise, I felt like an idiot because I didn't know the routines, couldn't keep up, and most of the time just stood there watching everyone else when I could have just been happily plodding away on an elliptical watching a movie and zoning out. And I hated it. I never tried it again.

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