Tuesday, October 18, 2005
AEROBIC COORDINATION....OR LACK OF???
Woke up this morning with a sore right arm. I must have been hitting too hard in kick-boxing yesterday. I know one of the other people commented that it was obvious why my Dh had to go away for 4 days every week!!!
Anyway went to tennis to find I had left my skirt at home. Raced back home to collect it and then just made it back onto the court on time. Played in 25 degree sunshine. It was absolutely beautiful but also exhausting. I won my first two sets and thought I was playing pretty well!!! Then onto the third set where I was firmly shown my place. Absolutely thrashed by a women that must have been in her 60's!! She was a lovely lady and a great example of how to enjoy life when older.
By the time I got to work I could hardly move. Came home and picked up DS and did some gardening. Had to make use of the sunshine..then dragged myself to aerobics. This is about the 4th time I have been and I had to make myself go. Told myself I had paid the membership and shouldn't waste it. It was a lot of "fun" but very hard to keep going with all those aching bones I discovered today. At one stage we were told to pick up the weights and had to run with them while doing arm exercises...torture and hard to coordinate. Of course aerobics does not just involve the body..no....you have to use your mind to remember which part of the routine comes next. You then have to send the correct signals to your limbs to make them perform the aerobic gymnastics requested from the instructor.The one who does everything at double time with exagerrated movements just to show you how it is menat to be done. And what do you have around you?? mirrrors of course which make it very hard to ignore just how lacking in grace you are. So while sweating off all those kilograms (I wish)looking like an idiot every time I stuffed up the routine, trying not to drop the weights, or better yet throw them at the instructor who told us to stop running with the command to do 50 lunges instead, I kept telling myself "this is worth it, you will get better at it, you will make it to the end," and then "Oh just shut up Michelle you need the energy to simply keep breathing."
So I am at home now feeling like I have been stretched and tied into knots contemplating the 5.45 cardio session I promised the trainer I would go to in the morning. I know I have to move it to lose it but isn't there a slim, fit, body double ( with a better body) that could do it for me?
UPDATE
Received a phone call from DH who is away that the alarm at the factory had gone off. So I had to go there to see if we were being robbed. Armed with my choice of weapon (my mobile phone) I raced there to find all in darkness and no burglars. Then I had to go through factory to try to figure out what set off alarm. Found nothing! But lost my keys. So not only had I already been up and down the stairs twice I now had to retrace mysteps to find them. After 3 circuits and much puffing remembered I had gone to toilet. There they were. Locked up, set alarm looked up and I had left lights on in office. Like a shining beacon saying to robbers, "come and get me." So up the stairs I went again to turn off lights. Needless to say when I got home I decided stuff training this morning and reset the alarm for a respectable time.
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3:06 am ::
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