It took every ounce of mental strength to get out of bed this morning knowing that I had Body Pump. I know some people are psyched to start their day with a invigorating workout, but I am not one of them. I work out because I know it's good for me and I hope that it will help me look and feel better. I do Body Pump because it's efficient strength training and aside from showing up I don't have to make any other decisions once there. I'm told exactly what to do and I do it until the class is over. Done. This is week 4 and it's not any easier... I guess it will never be easy, I just hope that I'll see some changes in my body soon and stop feeling so whipped.
I made it to class early hoping that I would be able to get "my spot". I was dismayed to find the leader of the Body Pump clique - a group of 5 or so regulars - putting steps down to save spots for all his BFFs... grumble.... I considered moving the holder he placed in "my spot", but didn't because I'm just like that...Why does this make me think of middle school??? Why does it make me feel like a loser???