With this busy holiday season upon us I am even more appreciative for my classes once a week. I have not had a chance to workout any other time except for my class. I feel the difference in my body and miss the better feeling I can have in doing it more than once a week ... but I just can’t find the time. My sister said she sees a difference in me and I do in her. She no longer leans on me when we are walking to or from the classes. We still walk—as long as it’s fifty degrees or above and we are right at the fifty mark so we walk with our mats and our weights and our bottles of water.
We have seen the women come and go. Last class at 7:29 there were only six of us and I got very scared that she would end up killing at least three but right at 7:30 another seven arrived. My sister and I and the married couple are the only ones who have attended all the classes. Although there will be no “Perfect Attendance Award” for this class it is a great accomplishment for me. I need to start something, commit myself to it, and finish. It’s like a diet ... if I fall, tumble, or hop off that wagon—I’m done until I re-motivate myself. I’m down seven pounds since this class started because I am more aware of what I’m putting in my body and very aware of what my body can do when pushed. My sister said my butt looks smaller ... probably not firmer where my boyfriend will be able to bounce a quarter off it—but it looks smaller ... to her. I will take what I can get so I appreciate her telling me.
My last class is tonight. Yes, right before the holidays and the parties and the dinners and the foiled covered chocolate but I have set aside Wednesdays to work with my DVD and take the hour for myself and keep up with what I have learned. I appreciate trying this, doing this and keeping up with it. I appreciate having a place to share my experiences with this and I appreciate all of you who have taken the time to read about it.
