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Page 1 of 2 With each step I took on the way to work this morning, I actually found myself wincing. Ooo. Ow. Ooo. Ow. I even succumbed to riding the escalator as opposed to running right up it – as I’ve come to (proudly) do every day. Come to think of it, it even hurt to hold my arms up while washing my hair. And getting dressed was no treat either.
In a nutshell, I am very sore. But it’s a mighty good sore. Two days ago, I worked my abs, glutes, biceps, triceps – and more – in an hour-long Total Body Conditioning class. The funny thing is, I nearly left as soon as I got there. The class was so full that I couldn’t imagine how I was going to have room to do any of my exercises. What’s more, I was afraid of being in everyone’s way. But as more people piled in, I thought to myself, “I have just as much a right to be here as anybody, don’t I? No one else seems to be worried about taking up too much space. So what if it’s crowded? I’ll make do, just like everyone else. I deserve to be here.” So I stayed, and I’m so glad I did. The instructor was enthusiastic and energetic, and as cliché as it may sound, she truly challenged our bodies and minds. I left there tired, sweaty but gloriously rejuvenated. I’d worked nearly every muscle, burned tons of calories, and learned some new techniques. Plus, I hadn’t even gotten in anyone’s way. Imagine that? So as I make my way through the day today, I don’t mind that it takes me a little longer to get from point A to point B. Because I know I’m going to feel better in just a couple of days, and then I’ll happily do it to myself all over again. But right now, those “oo’s” and “ow’s” serve as a gentle reminder that I stuck it out through a really tough exercise class….not only because I wanted to be there, but because I deserved to be.
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