Day 3 - Feel the Burn

Wow - so I tried a new class at the gym yesterday. Club Power. Involved 2 different sets of hand weights, a bar weight, a step thing on 2 risers and a lady in front of the class wearing a speaker headset that I swear couldn't count to save her life. LOL -- We'd start doing these reps of lunges and just when I thought we're done? Oh no...she'd bust out with "all right - thats a good start, 20 more". ?? Whah??
Hour long class and about 15 minutes in, I'm looking around wondering just how un-couth it is to sneak out the side door and go hide? Being the sucker for rules that I am, I stuck it out. Thankfully the class did seem to pass quickly and we were ALWAYS moving! I had a really hard time in the begining with using the risers for one leg while doing evil lunges with the bar weight. The most intense pain evah came apparent in my arch. I had to stop and rub it out. It freakin hurt like hell. So I modified the movements and didn't use the riser. Still not quite sure what caused it but damn - that hurt. I might go back to the running store and buy those inserts.
Oh -- and after we did all those hundred million squats and lunges and pulses with that evil weights? Then came the ab work. We laid down on the riser (really..how clean can that be? People step on this thing & we're laying on it?) Gross. Anyhow, we're laying on this riser and raising the bar weight up and down and up and down. Good god. Then it got better! Oh yes it did. Grab the heavier of the sets of the hand weights and Right out, left out , both out ...holy crap! When did it become so hard to do this? Finally after a few more reps with the weights and push-ups and sit ups which I have to admit I swore my way through, it was over.
After *every* single class I've been to, I'm able to make my way upstairs and do at least a mile or two on the treadmill or the bike or the evil eliptical. Not today buddy boy. My legs were lucky to make it out of that studio and back to the locker room. Where....I encountered the lady herself. The teacher of the class. She recognized me as new and thanked me for coming. I thought about it and decided to ask her about the pain in my arch and what I was doing wrong. She watched me to a lunge and id my problem right away. Wow -- she was good. My feel weren't spread far enough apart and I wasn't really "lunging" I was more like bending over in half trying to kill myself.

Wow...does nobody ever teach us how to do lunges properly? Was I absent that day in PE? It takes a shitload of concentration to do a proper lunge. Straighten up, butt out, straight rod - and down and up. I damn near fell over! I really really need to work on my balance!

Well there was no going to do any more work that night. I packed up my stuff and left the gym. Walked a few paces only to stare down at the 2 flights of stairs down to the parking lot. Oh my god -- was I going to be able to leave this place? With every step I took, I think I said a new curse. The burn! The pain! The sheer terror of my legs giving out and me falling down the stairs! Finally finally I got to the bottom and I'm pretty sure I sort of shuffled my way to my car.

I'll leave my experience of having to use the potty for another post -- all I know is they really really need to make toilets a lot freakin higher!