day one hundred and twelve

K so, about the gym... It was wicked fun. I had my fitness assessment and it wasn't all doom and gloom. Looks like we can get some stuff accomplished. Then I was assigned a trainer to work with. Let's call him "Johnny" ... I need to give him a name cuz I imagine he'll come up a time or two on this blog and I just can't see me saying "my trainer" all the time. Johnny it is. Johnny is youngish, fairly new at my gym and seems to have a reasonably good grasp of what he's doing. When I explained to him that I'd  never been to a gym before he said "o.k. let's go through what you'll be doing - better to show you then tell you". At that moment the exercise was all theoretical so it still seemed like a pretty good idea. 45 minutes later it seemed like less of a good idea. Sparing you the gory deets... it was hard and became progressively harder as we went along.

Here's the thing about me. I won't stop if something hurts. I mean I will but not for something I think I should be able to do but can't. My mind says "c'mon 30 seconds is NOTHING". Granted, during those 30 seconds I was involved in something called a plank, but hey... it's 30 seconds for Pete's sake. After pushups and triceps dips and rowing machine and elliptical and running up and down a flight of stairs and  lifting a weight and planks and learning that doing all these things together over and over is called a set, my mind lost the fight for supremacy with my body. I was doing my last run up the flight of stairs when my body clearly said to my mind... step off bitch, I'm shutting this down. That's when I knew I was going to fall. I told Johnny at the top of the stairs "Ummm, I'm going to fall" so he gets me to sit down. Slowly it dawns on me that the body is not done getting even with the mind. "Uh, Johnny... I'm gonna puke too" And so I did.  I made it to the ladies room and all I brought up was the previous 45 minutes worth of water (lesson learned there about water consumption during a workout).

I felt triumphant. I think it's only that hard the first time... it can only get easier (RIGHT?). I was pretty pleased when I woke up this morning and nothing hurt. I think this might just work out for me. I'll keep ya posted :)