My Triumphant Return to Body Pump… Not.
Determined to follow my new personal trainer’s recommendations, I attended my first pump class in over a year yesterday. I used the lowest weight possible and it still killed. At one point I was trying to do lunges and my legs were trembling so badly I couldn’t balance. When I asked the instructor about it I got a five minute lecture on the importance of eating breakfast before class. (Apparently when you don’t, your body goes into famine mode and your muscles go all wonky and the Baby Jesus cries. Yeah, yeah, but it was at 9 a.m. on a Saturday! The guy should be happy I made it there at all.) Anyway I skipped my scheduled cardio because I Can’t. Friggin’. Walk. Every bit of my body hurts today. <cartman>You guys, my ass, seriously…</cartman>