Today was the first day of an enrichment group involving fitness. I was thinking it would be a good way to get in some light excercise and have some fun chatting. I should’ve known when the sign-up sheet said that we were meeting at 5:50 AM!!
So, this morning I am met by this:
I swear to you it is Elle Woods, and she’s already pumped because she ran a mile to warm up for the group. I should have bolted right then and there, but I thought hey, I can’t be the slowest one here, and even if I am, no one is timing us. WRONG! No, no, today we were being timed. That’s right, we were getting a baseline for our mile and our max sit-up and max push-up.
I am not ashamed. My mile was 13:57. You may be laughing, but hey, at least I showed up. There were 11 people who signed up for this group and only 3 of those people showed up. And hey, how hard is it going to be for me to improve upon 13:57. Also, know that I didn’t actually run the whole mile… obviously! It’s also kind of embarassing that there is someone assigned to pick up the rear, and that person is hanging out with you pretty much the entire time.
Also, apparently you have to do this more than once a week to actually see results. I feel I was mislead. I was just looking for some chit chat away from the kids. Now, I can’t not show up next week or else it’ll look like I am a quitter. Oh the dilemma of wanting to be a quitter, but being too prideful to let anyone think I quit!
And seriously, how can people be that happy before breakfast?