Reality check

Once upon a time, about eight years ago, Chad's sister and I attended a step aerobics class in the evenings. The instructor was very fit and encouraged us to do our best as we tried to keep up with her. Once I learned the basic steps, keeping up was easier and I began to really enjoy the class.

Fast forward to this week. I've been contemplating attending some of the classes they have scheduled at the gym. One I was particularly interested in was a step aerobics class with an ab workout at the end. I debated attending until yesterday. I noticed this same instructor that I'd had so long ago walk through the gym towards the classroom. I flagged her down and asked if she would be teaching the next morning (today). She said she was, and I committed to attend.

As the class was beginning, I was confident that I would remember all that I had learned previously, despite not using that knowledge at all since then. Suffice it to say, I didn't remember as much as I thought. I felt like I was constantly out of step and missing things continuously.

Physically, it was a good workout, even though my ego took a bit of a hit. I don't know that I have ever sweat so much at one time in my whole life and I left the room determined to attend again next week.

And another thing. I don't remember my knees making so much noise last time. Each time the room was quiet and we bent at the knees, I cringed. I felt like the creaking of my knees could be heard by all. I hope it was just me feeling self conscious and no one else could really hear what was going on on the back row.