I am not a bunny.

    Hello. My name is Train Wreck. You might have seen me in such places as the back of the class at gym today. That’s right. Me. The one with the fire engine face and a quite astounding lack of co-ordination. The one that had to stop and drink water every time they did the double-turn-kick-rhumba-leg-curl-leg-curl-grapevine -easy-steps-and-march-and-march routine. As in, every ten minutes. And more frequently as the hour wore on. ‘How do they do it?’ I wondered to myself, watching Miss Tight-Butt down the front follow each routine effortlessly. My main priority was trying to mirror the person in front of me - not for accuracy, but more so that my haplessly out-of-whack attempts at fluidity would not make it to the mirror opposite where everyone could see them. Luckily no one talked to me. Whatsoever. And it’s a women-only gym, so there weren’t any blokes around to ask if I wanted them to call an ambulance, as they could see I was about to pass out. No. Everyone just dutifully averted their eyes from my glowing face, as sweat dripped down my forehead and my heartbeat pounded - pleading with me to stop the torture.


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[…] Luckily I sat at the back and presumed that I would be able to wing it, and was comforted by the fact that there were women there who were just as nuffy as myself. The lady up the front was very good at explaining what everyone was supposed to be doing, and it was all fairly slow - for which I was very grateful. My last attempt at a gym class almost scarred me for life, but my faith has been somewhat restored. I had decided that if anyone asked me what my name was, I was going to smile with American vigour and say “Hi! I’m Jan!” And then scuttle. Fast. […]

Last night I was HOT! « [m i a o w] the cat typed this on Oct 04 06 at 10:03 am

Oh dear…. I learned long ago that aerobics and me don’t mix. The one time I tried step reebok… oh god, the humanity.
It supposedly gets better and you do somehow achieve co-ordination, according to a friend of mine at work who does these classes a couple times a week. Unfortunately for me, I also lack the staying power and never went back. Good luck in keeping it up!

Rae typed this on Jul 23 05 at 9:17 pm

It takes practice. I managed to keep up after a few classes when I decided my fat butt needed exercise. Ugh. Never again.

Ren typed this on Jul 24 05 at 11:20 am

I have almost given up on my lack of co-ordination…I am hoping my lack of fitness will improve though. I have to say that no one in the class was even PINK and yet I was resolutely looking like a stop-sign. Sigh. I knew there was a reason that I’d never done this stuff before.

beth typed this on Jul 24 05 at 6:23 pm

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