Aerobics ramblings

I have actually reached the point at my gym where the receptionist not only knows me, but expects me. Yesterday I was EXHAUSTED. I hardly slept at all and I just wanted to go home and curl up in bed. But I sucked it up and went to my aerobics class anyway. I knew I'd have to pick up the veggies afterwards and I'm the only one in my household that really knows where they are and I had also told Fran (someone who I see at all my 4:30 classes) that I would be there. Plus, you know, after this past disasterous weekend I could use all the help I could get. I NEEDED those points! So I went and it was a good thing too because it turns out that Fran and I were the only ones there and Merideth said she wasn't going to do the class for only one person. As soon as I walked in, the receptionist said "there she is!" I guess they'd been waiting to see if I'd show so Meredith could see if she was going to do the class or not.

The gym scale was nice to me last night. If it was accurate, I have actually lost a couple pounds this week, bringing me back down to my lowest point again. I don't deserve to loose this week after the weekend I had, but I have been working my ass off at the gym, so maybe I do deserve it after all.

Robyn has actually found an aerobics class she likes. It's called Turbo Kick and this woman Pam teaches it. We went Wed night (which after tonight will make 5 classes I've taken this week - and I wonder why I'm so sore!). She was so not looking forward to it, but she agreed to give it a shot. As a general rule, she hates aerobics, but this class was happening at the right time and it was supposed to be a kick boxing one, so we went. It ended up being a sub (Pam) doing Turbo Kick and Robyn ended up liking it enough that she wanted to find out when the actual Turbo Kick classes were. There was one today at 6am (!) that she wanted to go to, and I said I wanted to go too, hoping it would energize me for the day. So we left the house at 5:45am (!!!) only to discover that the class was cancelled. ARG. Oh well, we will try again next week and also next tuesday I am going to try to talk Robyn into going back to the original kick boxing class to see what that's like. I'm trying to increase my activity since as my schedule stands I only do stuff Tues-Fri and I don't like leaving that 3 day chunk completely devoid of activity. There's a Turbo Kick class tomorrow at 1:30 I'm going to try to make. Robyn has a meeting so she can't go with me, but maybe she will next week.

It is just so insane to me how adicted I am to these classes. Even when I'm in them sometimes I'm like "god when is this going to be over" and constantly watching the clock, but still something compells me to go. Two years and 90 lbs ago, I never ever would have dreamed that this would be me. I am a friggin aerobics junkie. What happened to me? When did I transform? This truely isn't just about the weight, it's about being fit. Being able to climb a set of stairs without feeling like my lungs are going to explode. About being about to jog a block (esp after the bus!) without a second thought or wondering if I are ever going to be able to catch my breath.