Death Aerobics

Well today was the day. My first step aerobics class. Not my first ever... just my first since I've had 2 pregnancies, breastfed for an extended period of time, gained 60 pounds, and grown rather old. It was wonderful and exhausting at the same time. But I am lucky that I didn't trip and kill myself. Like I've said before- I am not really that coordinated. I was kinda in the middle-back of the talent level. Like- I have 2 legs and am not blind so I am not the worst. I was just a little slow on the steps. And a little clumsy. My sisters will laugh at this b/c I was the same kind of cheerleader... little slow, little clumsy. But this is all good for me. Very humbling. Classmates were offering me tips and trying to help me. And after my run last night I thought I was so fabulous! Ha!!

After class I spoke to my instructor:

Me: "Thanks Debbie. That was great. About my slowness.... I'll catch up soon. I promise."

Debbie: "Oh, you were fine. We have people of all levels in this class."

Me: "Well, I will be the best in the class in just a few weeks. I just need some time. I'm determined."

Debbie: (Giggles and looks at me like "...that is so cute this lady wants to be really good at step aerobics. How sweet.")

I am so up for this challenge. It felt great to be in a step class after so many years. Now tomorrow I have my first EVER spinning class. My best friend is the spinning queen and she highly recommends it. So I am giving it a try. It shouldn't be that hard, right? I mean... I'm not even on my feet. Wish me luck. I'll let you know how it goes. Peace!