Today I did something SO brave. Something so incredibly brave you might not even believe me.
I went to cycle. ALONE.
Holy moly, give me some props please.
As a general rule that I made for myself (the time I threw up 8 minutes after class started), I don’t go to any sort of group fitness classes alone. I am socially awkward at the gym and feel like an idiot when I take classes. But, today, being the big girl I am, broke the rule.
And I am starting to really like cycle. A lot. A lot, a lot, a lot, a lot, a lot. I really like the instructor on Wednesday nights because she’s super positive and talks the whole time and I weirdly like following directions from someone else other than myself (just ask my kiddos, it gets old). And, I was sweating so much that mascara was running down my face and I was dripping and it was great.
So, I think this is going to become my new Wednesday night thing. My thing with the PiC if she stops ditching me for free amazing meals. It’s a nice break from running, although today I did run 3 miles before class started and definitely was feeling it during class, but it was a great feeling. It’s nice to know I’m spending 60 minutes doing some hard cardio using different muscles.
It’s been really kind of nasty here today (although it’s been nearly 70 degrees, which I will not ever complain about), but today on the way home in a short rain break, I saw this little tiny gem poking through the clouds.
Okay, so I really swear there’s a tiny little rainbow poking through right there.
That kind of brightened my day, in a small, weird, little way.
When I finally got home, I finally got some couch time. I’m really not sure how couch time works when you’re a parent, but right now, it’s sometimes the best part of my day.
I read in Shape (part of my outstanding couch time today) that 13% of Americans pretend to talk on their cell phone so they don’t have to talk to people.
I do this often. Especially when I enter a store where the salespeople latch onto you like white on rice (I never really got that saying, but I’m pretty sure it works here).
Does anyone else do this? Have you ever been part of the 13% of Americans that pretend to talk on their phones so they don’t have to make awkward conversation?
As I type this, I realize how strange this might make me seem.
Interesting breakthrough, Kathy.