Good Week

I had a really good week this week. Coming off being out sick, I was worried about losing momentum. I took it easy the first couple of days back, but then I got an invitation to work out with Kevin and Andrew. How could I pass that up? When I arrived at the workout, I discovered that Andrew was training a small group of us that included Kevin, Holly (another of my gym peeps), and another guy that I had never met. It was one of my hardest workouts yet, but I had a blast. Andrew impressed me by keeping up with all four of us doing something different. It was also a nice change to work side-by-side with Kevin, see him struggle and sweat the way he makes me struggle and sweat. Not that I had time to enjoy it, I was too busy trying to breathe. Holly and I have been in the same class before, but being in a class with someone when there are 20 of you, and being in a training session with them and there are only four is totally different. You get to see what the other person is made of, and Holly is tough. 

Shelley and I changed out early morning routine up this week. She is having some problems with an old shoulder injury that makes BodyPump difficult for her. Instead of doing Monday, Wednesday, Friday (BodyPump, BodyFlow, BodyPump), we did Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday (BodyCombat, treadmill, RPM). I'm so proud of her! She made it through BodyCombat without hitting herself in the face. Something that took me a couple of times to do. 

Work was difficult the last part of the week. Wednesday, I really wanted to hit something when I went to the gym. Unfortunately, there was no BodyCombat that day. I asked Andrew if he would help me out and let me hit him. "NO! I see you hit Kevin, and you hit too hard. NO!" I laughed and called him a wuss. It was ok. The next day was Thursday, and Thursday is Kevin-day. Always pushing me farther, Kevin took me outside for part of my session. There is a free standing heavy boxing bag out by the basketball court. Not only did I get to throw some punches, I got to do some kicks. I'm not a violent person by nature, but I am really enjoying this fight training. I think Kevin has created a monster.

I ended the week by joining a friend for BodyVive, a class that uses resistance bands and balls as part of the workout. I had taken the class ONCE before at the beginning of my time at the gym. I remembered that the purple bands were less resistance than the black ones. I was really in the mood to push myself so I grabbed a set of black bands and walked into the class. Several women in the class came up to me and suggested that I do the purple bands instead. They were just trying to be helpful, so I smiled and said, "No, I'll be ok. I'm strong." They wouldn't let it go, so to make them happy I grabbed a purple set and put them on the floor behind me in case the black set "became too much for me". I didn't touch them the whole class. I guess I showed them!