I Want My Cocoon
Sari and I have been in this weird 'Try-As-Many-Free-Workouts-As-You-Can' phase. It started out pleasantly enough with Core Power Yoga at a Bikram yoga studio. Something I now HIGHLY recommend. For some reason I thought it was going to be nasty, musty, and all BO-y. Instead it was clean, warm, relaxing and a great workout all at the same time. One week free. Try it.
The yogi would end the sessions saying "thank you for allowing me to teach you" and I felt all warm and fuzzy during the sessions as if I were in this warm cocoon. Many times I would end the sessions in a fetal position and feel so happy...
...I was awakened to the cruel realities of this world this past week when Sari and I tried a Kwando class at Bally's.
I started off the class with this rather large man in front of me. Please note: I was there first. He asked me BEFORE the class started "are you quitting? Because I want that space". I was like "wha?? The class did not even start yet". Why would he assume I was quitting?? Do I look THAT wimpy?
Here let me save you a traumatic experience: DO NOT go to this class in South Coast Bally's. The she-devil is teaching it. She had these golden sayings during class: "if you are holding a three or five pound weight you're just moving your bone. You're not doing anything worthwhile" (I was holding three pound weights). Or this one: "KEEP MOVING! You are NOT burning any calories if you slow down!". Mind you there were older women in this class and this was a VERY hard workout where she didn't explain any steps but just kept going. She incorportated jump rope, step, abs, pushups, kick boxing, etc in a one hour session. She also had the most annoying voice and would start singing along to the music while looking at herself in the mirror. I think she hated us.
Okay Sari---whats next?
The yogi would end the sessions saying "thank you for allowing me to teach you" and I felt all warm and fuzzy during the sessions as if I were in this warm cocoon. Many times I would end the sessions in a fetal position and feel so happy...
...I was awakened to the cruel realities of this world this past week when Sari and I tried a Kwando class at Bally's.
I started off the class with this rather large man in front of me. Please note: I was there first. He asked me BEFORE the class started "are you quitting? Because I want that space". I was like "wha?? The class did not even start yet". Why would he assume I was quitting?? Do I look THAT wimpy?
Here let me save you a traumatic experience: DO NOT go to this class in South Coast Bally's. The she-devil is teaching it. She had these golden sayings during class: "if you are holding a three or five pound weight you're just moving your bone. You're not doing anything worthwhile" (I was holding three pound weights). Or this one: "KEEP MOVING! You are NOT burning any calories if you slow down!". Mind you there were older women in this class and this was a VERY hard workout where she didn't explain any steps but just kept going. She incorportated jump rope, step, abs, pushups, kick boxing, etc in a one hour session. She also had the most annoying voice and would start singing along to the music while looking at herself in the mirror. I think she hated us.
Okay Sari---whats next?
posted by Jessica K. at 3:19 PM
2 Comments:
I can just see you and Sari at Bally's with your three pound weights intermittently glaring at the 'she-devil' then looking at each other knowingly...and then I smile and maybe even have a little giggle at your expense =-)
Justin! You're still alive! Yeah. We felt "in-shape" was a lofty and noble goal, but the we realized "fat assess" was easier.
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