I might be able to move tomorrow

I joined an exercise class.

Okay, what I meant to say was I joined an EXERCISE CLASS!

I have barely moved in the 17 years I have been out of high school. I did take the occassional walk every now and then. There was also that time after I had AD where I joined the Y and went three times.

Of course, I did lose 10 lbs once. I used to work on the 1st floor and they moved me to the third. Since I am slightly claustrophobic I took the stairs everyday.

Three flights of stairs. Up and down. Every day. For break, for lunch, for errands. Man, I miss those stairs.

So I decided to join this exercise class. Not that I necessarily want to lose weight. Of course, if I lost the extra 40-60 pounds I have been carrying around I wouldn't complain. Mainly I just want to be healthier.

And let me tell you, I must be pretty unhealthy because I can't seem to manage a simple exercise. During our class we did pushups, situps, and squats in 45 second intervals. I had to modify EVERY.SINGLE.EXERCISE. I had to do my pushups off the wall, I did leg lifts instead of situps and I probably did 3 squats to everybody else's 10.

My favorite part of the class was when the teacher said we should always be a little bit scared of our workout. No problem here. Terrified is a better word for me.

After class I had a headache and I felt like I could throw up. I did manage to maneuver myself into our house and fall onto the couch so my husband could make me dinner.

This is a six week class that they run over and over again. The instructor said it will get better.

I know, No Pain No Gain. I should have a lot of gain then because I am certainly in a lot of pain.