do I dare admit this?

We are all friends and family right? Well, I expose myself on this one. no shame. no shame. All of you know about my embarassing moment at Jenny's kickboxing class after we were first married. It brings me shivers to even think about it. (no, not those shivers). Ever since then I have been against these classes. Poked fun. Made comments they were worthless. Well, Jenny borrowed these DVDs from her friend called "Butts and Guts". I didn't have time to get ready and go run before Young Mens, so Jenny suggested I try the DVD. I was a bit hesitant, but wanted to keep consistent, so easily gave in...Plus, a tape with the name Butt and Gut must be sort of manly. After twenty minutes of cheating my way through the workout, I have a new respect for these home based hip hop excercise movies. These things this woman had me do kicked my butt (and gut I guess). My legs already hurt and I feel like I won't be able to walk tommorow. A good work out is the bottom line. However, the price is high. Doing it made me embarassed in my own living room! I can't do these punches and knee moves and lunge bounces without feeling like a complete idiot, even in the comfort of my own home. It also bothers me that this woman does all these things without even breathing heavy while I am on the verge of swearing because my hamstrings are close to snapping. It also bothers me that she talks to me like she knows me. "It's starting to burn" she says 10 minutes into it. Starting? "You're doing good" she tells me while I sit on the couch for her second round of punch and bounce. You don't know me! Or my struggles! Ok. I'm over it. I would say I am going back to only running, however Cathe has instilled in me this challenge to do her whole routine without giving up or cheating. Yes...we are on a first name basis now. This was an intense 20 minutes. peace.