Monday, November 24, 2008

EXERCISE!!

So I have been living my life lately in a happy blissful state of not caring to much about the whole body image, trying to tell myself that "this is who I am, like it or leave it" until my doctor crashes my whole eat and be merry party! I have high cholesterol, so much so that I have been told to lose weight, EXERCISE, and eat better and told to start on a medication (this does not thrill me) and to top it off, I have also been battling kidney stones (not so fun to say the least) So I decided to join a club and a nutrition program....Now it is the exercise that I am struggling with, I of course am very out of shape and not a big fan anyway, so I started with the Seniors aerobic class and this was going well (for about a month), the senior citizens are the sweetest ladies ever and one day I even had one of them call me at home to cheer me on, most of them look pretty amazing too, they are like my new best friends, and the classes have been manageable. Then my friend talks me into going with her to the new body combat class, it happens to be taught by another friend of ours...Well let me tell you, I don't think I am ready to combat anyone. That class is out of control and those ladies are crazy, some of which I would not want to meet late at night on the streets, they would take me down! And, I am not just saying this so that someone will say "oh that is not true" trust me it is true, I am by far the largest individual in the class. Some of the ladies in the class have real combat gloves on, they are ready for battle! So at one point in the class we are boxing into the air at our pretend hanging down boxing ball and I have got my eye on the instructor concentrating on her every move and trying to keep up without actually having a heart attack and then it happened, I punch myself under the chin, bite my tongue and cause my tongue to bleed... yea, for sure I am ready to take down the intruder, if the intruder happens to be ME. So really is exercise all that it is cracked up to be, I mean seriously I could cause some bodily injuries to myself. So for all you exercise buffs...my hats off to you. I hope I actually survive!!

Do you think there is any kind of Plastic surgery that will remove high cholesterol and kidney stones? If so maybe I should start saving my money....I am thinking that I may have to stick to the poor man's plastic surgery!


5 comments:

mlg said...

Good for you! I hate to exercise too and will take any excuse to avoid it, but when I run out of excuses I run on the treadmill!

Nichole said...

Hey what happened with out talk in Haiti. We had a plan. Call if you need plan details again. Thanks for the laugh about kicking your own butt. I loved it.

Pete and Mare said...

Oh my heck Chareyl you are so dang cute! :) Congrats on your willpower to start working out early (a lot of people hold out until Jan--watch you will see tones of "new" faces in Jan) Thanks for the inspiration, I've got to get back to it.

Oh the sweet seniors, I used to teach a few classes and one was water aerobics where quiet a few seniors came. It was my favorite class by far. They are so dang sweet.

Just remember that for the first few weeks to a month your body goes into shock and then one day you wake up and realize that your body actually LOVES IT! (I got to get back to exercising too, thanks for the inspiration.) I'm sooo proud of you! :) Keep up the great work!

Heather said...

I laughed so hard at your description of the combat girls! You are so cute! Good luck with your program. I didn't actually start exercising until I had my first baby. After a few years it became my one thing that was not mom related. In fact I fell so in love with it I trained for a marathon one year. I would like to say it's because I am super woman, but really it just gave me a good excuse to be out on my own a lot! It can become addicting if you find the right thing! Good luck finding it!

Nichole said...

Hey where is your updated blog!! This one is out of season. well maybe not in Salt Lake but in Fresno it looks like spring. You act like you might be busy or something.