I sit here, freshly showered, somewhat proud of myself. I didn't do the
original plan, as my body would not have worked well with either a Power class or a Core class that I kept meaning to take. However, I knew I could Spin. So I did.
I donned my grey pants, put my hair back in a headband, and drove to the class. I decided to go ahead and get measured. I hadn't been to the gym since February, so some numbers have changed. All I remember is that my body fat was at 41.2%, which was down from February. I'd also lost two inches in my shoulders and lost maybe seven pounds according to their scale. Granted, not as impressive as I wanted, but totally an improvement, regardless of how small it was.
Got on the bike. Adjusted the bike. And spun. My legs hurt. I was a bit wobbly coming off, meaning that I did what I was supposed to do. So even if I couldn't do the core classes before or after, I could get that spin in and make it work.
And I did!
In other news, I think I also just realized that my cat needs a diet...
... my poor, poor house.