On the one hand, I want to go... but on the other hand, I don't want to leave the house today. Meh.
It's been a good week so far, as far as classes are concerned. Kicking yesterday was weird, though... we were finishing up and Justin said 'one more exercise and you're done!' and the guy I was partnered with smiled at me and said 'pyramid'... I smiled and nodded... but all I could think about was the fire hydrants that Jillian put us through on Saturday. But then... it wasn't a pyramid. I don't remember what it was, I think I was in too much shock to register what we were doing but... no pyramids. Of course we did like 120 pushups and 40 or so dips so that kind of made up for it. Or I should say the class did 40 or so dips... because I can't. I wound up reverse planking as best I could.
So anyway, it's the home stretch here. One more resistance class (I have to leave in ten minutes)... which Justin yesterday promised we'd enjoy... so I'm sure there's some extra creative torture planned there... and one more Friday Funday. I'm not going to be able to start FIT right away. I don't know when I'm getting my severance and if it isn't until the end of January, I can't afford two FIT payments before then. It sucks... I mean it's been 10 weeks since I wasn't doing this... and it'll probably be at least two weeks before I get in again. I love getting started up kickboxing... throw a right roundhouse and a jab-cross into the bag, waiting to get started. WHAM. Ugh, it feels good. My turf toe is getting better, but not great. I can't believe I've gotten this far without hurting a knee or blowing my back out. (not to jinx myself). I really hope we can do the run on Saturday testing, but it's been pretty damn cold (single digit high temps).
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