Just when I thought...

Sigh…. She’s back… then she’s leaving, then back again…
Ok… Ms. Perky’s wedding was apparently very, very, lovely. I saw a few pictures she had at her desk and YOWZA… Not only was the groom a very handsome man, but a very lucky one, too… Ok. Enough comment about that.
So… Last Wednesday, I didn’t go to class due to the fact that I ran out of the house without my workout clothes. It was an accident, really!! Friday… I am at a loss for. I don’t recall going, but I certainly can’t remember dodging. Note to self… take more Ginkgo Baloba.
I really like Ms. Perky-sub, but I couldn’t figure out if I was working hard enough or not. I was certainly sweating… That I can do by breathing. Sad, I know. She also did the wonderful stretches before and after. Ahhhh… Luckily we’ll have her for Friday’s class…
Now, Ms. Perky bounced into class today and announced she only gained 3 pounds on her honeymoon. I want to know where she thinks these pounds adhered to her. I can’t imagine… She’s nuts. After this announcement I thought, "Great… she’s going to want to lose them all in this class… ". I wasn’t too far from the truth…
So we start side stepping. Now, I can’t dance unless I’m watching someone. (Then again, even dancing while watching someone isn’t pretty) Like line dancing. I can do that. And our warm up started. She did arm curls, arm and leg curls, and other things. I did the panicking chicken dance. You know… wings a-flappin’, legs a-flailin’, sweat a-flingin’…
Picked up moderate weights arm curls.. Chose 8lbs. Butts out. Standing flys. Chose 8lbs, dropped 8 lbs picked up 5 lbs. Over the head… chose 5 lbs… arm curls…blah blah blah… then the most favorite of all… SQUATS!… (I think I’m going to be sick) Feet together, shoulder width, wide… Wide squatting with a U shape… flex foot… Remember all those nasty things I thought about Ms. Perky?? Well, let me tell you… I had all but forgotten… I certainly remember now… Grrrr..
On stomach, push-ups... Mine were more like push downs… No ups… I got Ms. Peppy giggling by my attempting to do these.. Then she blamed me for her "failure". WHATEVER… Ok… stand up doing arm stuff. rows, wide rows, arm curls… back now on the floor, more push downs… (Remember, no ups…) I feel like a toddler just learning how to stand on her own… Very, very kid-like.. Very, very unprofessional or dignified.
On back, over head, 5 lbs., stand up, repeat, on ball – benchwork. Keep stomach tight, keep back straight… well, the bench tends to be slanted… thighs hurt. I’ve been watching the clock all this time, and was very surprised that the class went fast… (shhhh… I didn’t just say that)
I’ve seen my profile with and without clothes. It ain’t pretty. I’ve got this stomach thing going… Yuck. I’ve got to find an exercise that makes me use my stomach muscles without me trying to remember to. Then… I have to remember to do these outside class… THEN, I’ll win the lottery and move to Europe… THEN… well.. Yeah, you get the idea.
Thursday, I noticed that my body from my neck to my toes (ok, maybe not the toes, but pretty close to) was a bit stiff… Through out the day I could feel the stiffness coming on. I made sure I took an extra Glucosomine tablet before bed. That usually loosens me up a bit. So does alcohol, but I can’t take enough of that to do the trick if I have to get up in the AM.
Just for the record… I had to leave work to go get TAFL for the frequent car-handoff. I had no sooner walked out the door and half way down the steps when the shuttle used to transport us whooshed away to pick up some more employees… I said quite a few colorful things, to my shock. So… I had to walk all the way down to the car. Now, I can hear you all with your sarcastic Awww going on. You’re not fooling anyone. This was a good AND bad thing at the same time. Good because it made me get a bit of cardio in on the way to the car, the bad thing that it put me a bit later to pick up TAFL. So, on my behalf, I did do somewhat of a workout… It took about 10 min to get there.
Ok… Fast forwarding to Friday… I’m sore… I really wish I had drunk the alcohol. But what can you do after the fact. That and I drink so much anyway… I’m a lush… Ok, a four-pack of wine coolers lasts me a year and a half.
As for today’s work out… I think I’m going to boycott. I know Ms. Perky-sub will be here and her workouts are wonderful to my body… But at the present minute… I have a horrendous headache that has yet to be affected by the OTC pain meds already ingested for such a cure.
I’m sure I’ll beat myself up last on if I can move my arms that much. My forearms hurt, my thighs hurt, my back hurts from neck to butt. I have back problems anyway, but this is more a muscle hurt than a "OOH-I-need-an-adjustment hurt". My shoulders hurt, my "girls" hurt. Let’s just say I hurt.
Ok… If I don’t have the motivation to go to class today… I must create the motivation to do some exercises at home. I may even obtain Ms. Peppy (who wasn’t so peppy yesterday) and walk down the stairs and back up them. Floor 7 to 2 and back again (Hey! That sounded Canadian… Floor 7…)
The motivation I’m really looking forward to is the box of Whitman’s chocolates I have at home… I’ll need some more consoling after I beat up my body…