Kick in the pants....

Welp.
I did it, I finally went back to my exercise class.  I haven't been avoiding it on purpose - really.  There have been ball games and school activities.  It was moved from Wednesday nights to Monday nights and MONDAYS are so busy. 
But finally basketball season is slowed down - so I was able to go.

The first 30 minutes was Zumba.  Did great - was actually surprised how much energy I had through the class. 
The second 30 minutes was circuit training - T style.  T is our instructor.  Let me just tell ya - when you go from working out quite often, to not working out and you are overweight and have foot problems it can be a struggle. 

I am a very competitive person and I almost refuse EVER to be outdone.  But the older I get the more I realize that I do have limitations. 
So...in this circuit training we do burpees, lunges, box squats or diamond jumps, jumping jacks and paper plates.  (I will explain later ...) then we walk a lap around the gym, run a lap, walk a lap and start all over.  We do this as many times as we can until the 30 minutes is up. 

My very bestest friend also takes the class and she works out EVERY day.  She is in super condition.  I wish I had the time and dedication to do the same. 

I got really, really frustrated with myself that night.  Pretty much just about threw my hands in the air and gave up.  Instructor T - told me - FOCUS - quit shaking your head no and find your focus and the reason you are here. 
So as I fought through the tears and the frustration to continue and started running my lap my best friend comes up beside me and tells me to stop being like that.  Suck it up and get moving. 

Man! Did I need that kick in the pants.   From both of those ladies.  I have really been frustrated with my weight lately.  So, I found my center and my focus and carried on.  Nope, I wasn't as fast as my friend, in fact, I was the slowest in the class.  But I finished as many circuits as my tired, overweight body could do. 
Was I pleased? NO.  But that just makes me want to do it more next week to improve and fight for myself again. 

Cause that is what that kick in the pants did - it made me realize I am fighting for myself and what I want.

Done feeling sorry for myself.
PH