I don’t know what’s up today. I was ready for class, pumped really. Left early and tanned a extra special treat. Got to class where we had almost fifty people, woohoo! And then went to my intermediate station as I was directed last week. Since I was told I’m no longer a beginner. As I looked over the circuits I knew them all. Happily I took the spot just beyond the burpes and smiled to myself. Burpes are my enemy. Anyone who knows what they are would probably agree. They aren’t fun.
After the first round I felt strong, second round tired and third round grouchy. Chris helped correct my form on the alternating plank dips and I could hardly get my hips off the mat. I was spent, tired, annoyed that I wasn’t doing it right and even more annoyed that I couldn’t muster the strength when called out on it. I wanted to crawl under a rock and cry. Silly, I know. But I’m working hard. Day in and out. I want to do better. I want to look better. And I’ve lost weight so it’s working but today when I got home I stormed into the living room and barked at my husband Does it even look like I’ve lost weight? He was busy playing games and didn’t know what I said so I just stormed into the other room still annoyed, still tired, still angry that I feel cruddy about my progress. I’ll weigh in tomorrow and feel better, I hope.
Till then,
Christine
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