Tuesday, July 15, 2008

The More-Than-Capable Husband and the Personal Trainer

As part of the Lose to Win competition I signed up for a month ago, I get a free month of YMCA membership. At first I wasn't sure what to do with it. After all, Joshua's not a real fan of the nursery (any nursery, not just the Y nursery) and most of the classes were either early in the morning or during dinner. After thoroughly enjoying a 9:30 CardioPump class while Jay stayed home with the kids, I decided to make a concerted effort to attend more of the classes. My next effort was a 6:00 a.m. CardioPump class with Amber, a 4'8" British powerhouse who makes me feel like a palsied giraffe. But I loved it. I loved it so much that I now attend three 6:00 a.m. classes every week. Monday is Circuit Training, Wednesday is Step and Ball, and Thursday is Cardio Pump.

I am not a morning person, but this is by far the best self-care I've ever done. I get to listen to ESPN radio on the way to and from the Y, and I get to spend a whole hour just taking care of me. I feel better, I think I look better, and I'm pretty sure I'm more pleasant to be around. Of course I know how lucky I am, too. Jay gets up with Joshua and Clare and takes care of them so that I can have my hour of bliss, and then cooks a wonderful breakfast when I get home. Not all women are so lucky.

Yesterday I showed up for the Circuit class at 6:00 a.m. only to realize that I was the only one there. The only thing more grueling than circuit training is circuit training with a butt-kicking instructor who now has you one-on-one. There was no way to hide, no way to avoid scrutiny. But she was gentle to this poor soul and I left feeling wonderful.

Who knew the kindest thing I could do for myself was get up at 5:30 and have someone torture me for an hour? I never would've guessed, but I'm glad I figured it out. And I'm glad I have a family who makes helps me make it happen.


Kat E said...

Wow, way to go! The most I'm capable of doing at 5:30 am is whipping out a boob and going back to sleep. And having MY husband babysit at such an ungodly hour? I'd come home to find the baby eating dog food and the husband still asleep...

Kel Bel said...

On the days when I can get my ass out of bed to do it, morning workouts do set up the day in a great way. And I sympathize with being the only one to attend class - there are several kickboxing and boot camp classes where I ended up being the only one, and it is SO MUCH HARDER. Nowhere to hide when you want to take a little low-impact break :)

and thinking of a palsied giraffe totally has me giggling now...I usually look in the mirror and think "when did I get THAT roll"?