I took everything Mike told me on our first work out together seriously. I went to the gym and each time I did the weight machines followed by cardio. I went to a Zumba technique class and followed it with a real Zumba class the next night. I passed up my favorite food group CAKE twice. It was teacher appreciation week...there was food in the lounge every day. It looked good. I didn't partake.
The worst part for me this week hasn't been the working out...it's been the eating. I know I'm not eating enough calories...it is a true struggle. Then came my next session with Mike...I don't know what I expected...I don't know if I thought we would go over the weight machines again or what...
At 7:00 on a beautiful Friday night I entered the gym and told Mike my legs were still sore from Zumba to which he replied "That's fine. We'll loosen them up with some lunges." And he didn't mean just lunges. He meant lunges with weights. And then pushups. I HATE pushups. Lunges, pushups, lunges, pushups, lunges, pushups, jumping jacks. 20 minutes in he said, "Good now you're warmed up. Let's get started." Free weights to failure which means just when I can't lift the weight one more time he says I think you've got two or three more in you and THEN he puts his hands on the weights and together we do five more. At one point another dedicated gym member started laughing because of the look on my face.
I woke up this morning to feel muscles in the back of my arms and down the sides of my chest. I don't think I knew there were muscles there before today. However, not wanting to be a slacker, I jumped out of bed and went to catch a Zumba class.
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