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I weigh 196.5 pounds on my wii fit. I'm not sure how accurate that is with the school's scale, but guess I'll find out Monday when they screen me for stuff.
Angel texted everyone that Saturday bootcamp was canceled yesterday because, I'm guessing, not enough people were going to show up. Then she messaged me and said, "U doing ur happy dance aren't u" LOL As much as she thinks that I am a SLACKER, fyi, MPT, I was already wearing my workout clothes when you canceled our torture session. So what if the weather was funky yesterday? A cold snap wasn't going to stop me from working out. I took my butt to the gym instead.
The best thing about the gym is that I can listen to my music while I work out, and no one messes with my settings. The worst part about the gym is that I always remember some news story about all kinds of bacteria on the gym equipment and all the nasty stuff in the locker rooms. Thank goodness I had my wet wipes. I would wet wipe the handles of the machines I was one BEFORE and AFTER I would use them, and then I would wipe off my hands. People looked at me like I was OCD, but that's OK. My intentions were good.
My real goal yesterday at the gym was to do a few pull-ups while I was on the pull-up machine with assist mode -- you know, where I won't need someone's face in my butt. It was really sad. I finished 40 minutes on the elliptical, 35 minutes on the stair stepper, and then I circled the pull-up machine 3 times. The fourth time, I read the directions, looked up at the pull-up bars, and mentally talked myself out of it. Some of my former students were behind me saying my name, and I thought, is this really worth the humiliation? I turned to wave to them like I really just wanted to read the directions, but I thought, SH***************T!!!!
So... maybe today will be different. Maybe today I can go there when the gym first opens, and while not too many people are there to see me, I could try it. I don't want to do it because Angel thinks I should. I want to try it because my friend Vernie wants to help me do some indoor rock climbing when I go to Vegas for the Memorial Day weekend. I know that being able to pull myself up is one of the things that would help me.
I have wanted to rock climb for four years now. I have my own harness, my climbing shoes, even my own chalkbag. Unfortunately, I also have a fear of heights. My legs are strong enough to climb me up. But when I get up there, I look down to see where I need to place my toe, and then I see how far I am from the floor, and I start trembling. And before I know it, my fingers slip, and down I go on the automatic belayer.
Only two people can convince me that there's something worse than falling when I rock climb: Vernie, who once got me to climb down a cliff by LYING TO ME during a hike, telling me it was just a rocky hill, and I just needed to put my feet where she told me to. Afterwards, I looked up and saw that I had climbed down the side of a cliff without any safety equipment, and I screamed at Vernie, who said, "Oh, come on, Jo! If you had fallen, I would call 911! I have a cell phone." Ugh. The second person would be MPT, whose threats down below would surely be more scary than proceeding upwards. The threats would be somewhere along the lines of, "IF YOU COME DOWN HERE, I'M GOING TO MAKE YOU CLIMB BACK UP WITHOUT A HARNESS. MAKE UP YOUR MIND, JOANNE! WITH, OR WITHOUT YOUR HARNESS?" LOL
And speaking of harnesses... I have to buy another one. The harness I bought 4 years ago is now way too big for me :P
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