fat galore
In my new state of (hopefully) recovering back pain victim, ex-pregnant woman and fitness enlightened rider I have decided to officially start taking exercising classes. I am determined to try to go to the 2007 wellpride eventing championships in September - I think it would be just sooooo fun - and it would be a good endpoint from my journey that started in December (when I could not even walk).
So the challenge is not just how to fit Gym visits in my schedule but what do I wear! I went to my first group fitness class today and since my gym is in a major university, the sports center is populated by fit young bodies. Fortunately, even in this flabby state I am not shy to show it off (the Brazilian genes, I guess). With that said, I chose to no longer wear the skin tight shinny spandex - there are some shapes of some parts of myself that I prefer not to face. So sweats and t-shirt it was. But much to my surprise things have changed a lot since I was last in an aerobics class (remember jazzercise?). Today my mat was among a group of young women, who were obviously muslim, and were totally, modestly, covered - even hair. I am not sure what some of the shapes of the some of their selves were, but they were up there chugging along just like me. Heck, if they can do this without exposing a single pore, so can I in my cut off sweats! I was the oldest in the class without a doubt, but I was not in the bottom of the fitness scale... comforting for me.
The hard data came in later in the locker room: I weighed myself. I am 20 (let me spell it out T-W-E-N-T-Y) pounds heavier than pre-baby. No wonder my back is busted! My poor horse, he had to haul around all this extra Daphne in XC all last summer. But then again if I am able to shift this lard correctly I may be able to have more effective seat aids in Dressage :)
I am not sore today.... not at all - back is doing great.