Eye of the Tiger

I've been going to the gym for a couple of months and am completely addicted. I love going. Love it.

For the past couple of weeks, on my running days, I have watched this trekking class happening just a few treadmills down from me. I've heard them talk about training for a half marathon, their long runs on the weekends, and I always think, "These ladies are serious runners. I want to be like them someday." The instructor that leads the class is hardcore and pushes her hardcore class to the limit. I've watched and watched for weeks.

Then today, I got up the nerve to join the class. Oh yeah, baby, you heard me. I walked up to the instructor, looked her in the eye and confidently said, "I'd like to join your class today."

"Well, we actually have a full class today. You have to sign up for the class ahead of time..."

Completely relieved I quickly said, "Oh, I totally understand! That's fine, maybe another.."

She interrupted me, "But we'll make room for you. It shouldn't be too difficult because today we are actually going to be doing run/bike intervals. It'll be a great work out! Hop on a treadmill and start warming up."

WHAT?!?! Seriously. I think that I must have paused too long because she said, "Don't worry, it sounds worse than it is."

I tried to make some more excuses, but she was having none of it so I got on the treadmill and thought, "Why do I get myself into these situations? Ugh. I'm going to get my butt kicked and fall off the treadmill. I hate the bike! These ladies do yoga, eat edamame and drink soy milk - they are real runners. I'm...an eater! Oh, Lord, please don't let me die!!" (I wonder where my kids get their flare for drama?)

So we start.

And I shocked myself.

I not only kept up, but smoked the lady next to me! Alternating between the bike and treadmill, we biked 3 miles and ran 3 miles...in less than 45 minutes! And I seriously felt so good that I really think I could have kept going!

It was awesome! And I am so proud of myself. Afterall, I am the chica who thought that running for 4 minutes straight was miraculous.

I first, give thanks to God and then to my ipod! Without you two, I would not be able to run! ( I kid you not, I have Eye of the Tiger on my ipod and don't think that I don't picture myself in Rocky - running up those steps in Philly!)