OUCH!

Well, I did it. I survived my first day back at Spin class.

Barely.

I'm fairly certain that the 6:30pm Spin class was the worst hour of my life, saturated by sweat, panting, pain, agony and most definitely more than one string of profanity under my breath. The good news is that I finished the hour long Spin class with taking only three short pauses from a full hill run, which, even under normal circumstances is incredibly difficult.

Today? My body hates me. My entire lower half is so sore I can hardly move. I'm "saddle sore," which means that my, um, nether region is super-duper uncomfortable. My calves are so tight that I had to forgo my normal high heels at the office today. Hell, even my abs are burning. It's ridiculous.

Despite my aches and pains, I'm really happy. I'm happy that despite a lengthy three month absence from the gym that I was able to actually complete the class without dying.

That's something!

Look out, gym. I'm baaaaaaaaaack!

Getting back in the saddle

It's been a LONG 3 months.

I haven't seen the inside of a gym since the end of November due to a nasty bout with mono. My doctor told me that I'm not allowed to exercise until March, but I'm saying 'screw it.' I can't take sitting on my couch any more. It's time to get back in the saddle. Literally.

I'm going to Spin class tomorrow.

I'm pretty sure it's going to be a worst case scenario situation.

Sweat. Panting. Wheezing. Feeling soft and mushy. All the horrible stuff that happens when you let yourself get out of shape.

I'm a little scared, but I'm going to make it happen.

Wish me luck!