must. move. fingers.
You guys, I am so tired. I have decided I could NEVER be on the Biggest Loser and work out 4 hours a day. This morning we woke up, ate breakfast (a flax seed muffin) then went straight to…
I am so horrible at this. I cannot step in order, do a figure 8, a mambo or a double lunge. And I certainly can’t do it in any kind of pattern or order. At one point I just stopped and stared at the instructor with both hands on my face.
After I pulled myself up off the floor, we threw on our bathing suits and headed for the Therapy Pool. It’s a big pool warmed to 92 degrees. We did balancing exercises with swim noodles. It was so relaxing, I felt like I was asleep during it. But at the same time it was very difficult–I really had to concentrate to do everything. As soon as I stepped out of the pool, I felt like I had just sat down some heavy weights. It was a very real workout!
Within 5 minutes, we were dried off and laying on a mat for Yogilates! I love Yogilates (yoga + pilates). I think I like it better than either Yoga or Pilates by itself.
We took a little break, ate some lunch, drove through Minneapolis—found Mama’s kindergarten, my great-grandmother’s house and the houses Mama grew up in. We got back to our hotel-spa-gym, took a little nap and then went straight to Yoga.
That one really wiped me out. But it was ok because immediately after Yoga was my MASSAGE! Oh, baby.
Now we’re eating hummus, pita and veggies for a snack and blogging away. I’ll be flying home (to my baby girl!) tomorrow night so, we’ll *only* get to take two classes in the morning. Yoga and another Therapy Pool class. And absolutely NO STEP!
I might be too busy or too out of pocket to post tomorrow but I’ll try because I have something exciting to tell you. It is the very complete OPPOSITE of my adventures this week. *wheee!*