Gym Woes

So Isaac and I go to the gym close to our house. There is a Kid Care, where Eli goes while I am in class and since the gym is close to our house, we always run into people we know, which has made for some interesting experiences. Such as, when I went to spin class and made the mistake of taking the bike right next to my 55 year old Relief Society President from church. Little did I know that until recently, she had been the class instructor and boy, is she gung-ho. Although the instructors are constantly trying to get us to cheer and yell along with them, I am not one to do that, knowing full well that if I open my mouth while I am sweating and about to pass out from over-exertion, a stream of profanities will leave my mouth instead of a cheer. However I was unaware that my RS President would not only cheer along, but decide to be my own personal cheering squad, screaming at me in front of the entire class to go faster, work harder and "push Heidi, push". Throughout the class the instructor tells you to turn up the resistance on your bike, but by the end I usually turn it down every time she says to turn it up, because by the end of class, I am about to die. Normally no one knows though. Gaylene (my friend from church) however noticed. It was like sitting next to the class tattletale. She started screaming, "I saw that! Turn it up! You can do it, don't be a sissy!" And at the end of class when we would go through a really hard cycle and the instructor would give us 20 second breaks, she would scream "push through the break, push through it! Do you want to lose weight?! Huh? Push!" Needless to say, I now avoid her like the plague and try to make sure never to be near her in class again. It's never good for the ego when a 55 year old lady kicks your butt at the gym.

Today however, I went to yoga, feeling glad to not see her. It was a crowded class, so we were a little close together. Midway through the class, the instructor demonstrated a move and then added, if we wanted to take it a step up, to try another move, that looked like this:



I decided to give it a try, not knowing she wanted us to hold this move for about a minute. After only a few seconds, I felt my body was tipping further and further forward and before I knew it, I was falling forward and did a full on (accidental) somersault, landing on by back, knocking down the kind old man in front of me (who was successfully performing the pose) with my flailing body. It ended up causing a domino effect, as not only did the man in front of me fall over, but the woman next to me, who was also successfully performing the pose, tipped over from laughing so hard. Now, there may be people that I avoid at the gym, but I have a feeling that after that last class, there are people who will be avoiding me too.