I am a student!

Now before you get too excited and shout “Brava...How erudite of you.”... Let me explain. I am, for my mental and physical health, taking four days of PE classes at the community college next spring. Chris offered to give this to me for my Chris-must present. And I, in the spirit of physical activity, jumped on it. I am actually enrolled, have a lovely student ID card, and am earning a whopping two credits. The classes I’m taking are Aerobic Kickboxing and Pilates/Mat Flex and Ball. I hear these are quite difficult, but know that I can rise to the challenge. Or at least I hope so.

And frankly, it was about time that I pursued something along these lines. You see, the summer that I met Chris, I had been attending a Cardio Kickboxing class 3-4 days a week and loved it. (That’s my previous instructor, Cliff Lee, in the picture.) Not only was it was empowering, but I was hot! Heck, I even had defined deltoids. For that matter, Chris was working at a fitness club, so he was in pretty darn good shape himself. Then, like a couple of freight trains, we met.

I started ditching class to hang out at home watching movies and eating popcorn - or to go out for dinner and a beer. It was fun. It was romantic. And it was uber-fattening. Before I knew it, I was wearing only my dresses because my pants had all mysteriously shrunk in the wash. Then I was buying larger pants...and larger. Fast forward through five years and a kid who requires much ass-sitting, and voila, you have a short fat house frou who worries about things like diabetes and heart disease. It was definitely time for a change.

Chris gets off of work most days around  3:30 or 4:00, and then has school at 6’ish. My class runs from  5:15 to 6:10.  Perfect! He’ll take Kajsa on the days I have class, and then return her to me one hour later. A whole hour away form my beloved angel...I’m in heaven. She is great and all, but SHE’S TWO. We have had an exhausting number of conversations about our various body parts, and the colors of all items found within our home. For excitement, I teach them to her in Spanish. Frankly, I think she will enjoy the time away from me.

So while I am very nervous about the thought of showing up to class in my sweats with all the parts of my body I usually reserve for conversations with Kajsa, bulging out of every seam, only to be surrounded by eighteen year old cuties with perfect hair; I am also very excited.

Comments

[ccw]

Good for you!

We have a gym membership and I still don't ever drag my butt to the gym. If Kid L didn't swim, it would be a complete waste of money. Report how wonderful you feel from working out so that I will be motivated to make my body less jiggly.

[Rowan]

Will do! We have a YMCA membership, which gets Kajsa gymnastics and an occasional swim. But I have yet to step foot into the weight room. For me, if it isn't classes, I'm unlikely to find the motivation.

[running2ks]

I admire you, owe Spanish teaching uber-goddess. You are very fortunate to have time away to take care of yourself. You are so important, and I hope you get stronger and healthier! And--I hope you really enjoy it!

[Dave]

I had to look up "erudite". Now I feel very "non-eruditic". Thanks. Great post, by the way!

[rodney roe]

AAIII! You're teachin' that kid Spanish? Aren't you afraid that she'll be speakin' Cathtillian and all the little Chicanas will make fun?

Just kidding. I think that's great. If I had had a second language I would have passed it on.

[Rowan]

Running2Ks:
Thank you! I hope I enjoy it, too.

Dave:
You crack me up. How many things do I learn every time I visit your blog. If you just had to look up one thing, we're far from even. And thanks for the compliment, by the way.

rodney roe:
Oh, don't be fooled. I'm not teaching her spanish. I'm teaching her what little I know. That constists of some basic words and sentences. I'm hoping that living here, in the great southwest, she'll be able to take some immersion style classes later on. And that way no one hath to thay nath-ty thingth about my thweetie. ;~P