There's No Crying at the Gym!

So, started out GREAT at the gym today.

Lots of weights.

Did 4 sets of these:

And seeing as my ab workouts are my

LEAST FAVORITE

and need the most work, I really

tried to kick butt, and succeeded!

I was having a great time, working really hard.

And then we walked over to the decline bench.

Ok. I can do this.

A few sit ups.

Paul, my trainer, not my husband says

we're (love that) going to do 10 sets of 10.

Now, I'm no math wiz but I quickly come up with

100 sit ups.

WTF?

Then he says

"When you come up, I'll throw the weighted

ball to you, you go down, come back up and

throw it to me."

Um.

Ok.

What?

Do you want me to spin around and whistle Dixie too?

But, hey, I'm game.

This is what it was like, but instead of the

wall, I'm throwing the ball to Paul, my trainer,

not my husband:

So, I do 10.

After 10 we rest.

The we go again.

I did two more and

I

STARTED

CRYING.

It was so hard and I was having

so much trouble doing it and

I STARTED CRYING.

I think I scared the shit out of

Paul, my trainer, not my husband.

He said, "Ok, ok, let's stop."

We walked away from the

terrible, horrible, no good, very bad decline bench.

Then he told me over and over again

that he was proud of me for always

trying new things.

I was so spent and frustrated and

I WAS CRYING AT THE GYM!

He asked me if I wanted take a walk

outside but I said no, let's keep going.

I stopped crying and we finished

up with some arms.

When I got home I told

Paul, my husband, not my trainer that

I

Cried

at

the

gym.

He LAUGHED AT ME.

I'm like,

Look dude. I am strong now.

I can kick the shit out of you!

He said he was laughing because he can't

believe that I am so into this fitness thing

that it could make me

CRY AT THE GYM.

Oh, ok.

So, I will go back to that exercise that made me

CRY AT THE GYM.

I will get better at it.

Maybe not this week, but I will try again.