Well, I had my first kickboxing class last night. I was proud of myself...at first I was nervous and didn't want to do it, but I MADE myself go into the class.
She started off by making us run around the room to get our heartrate up. I was the biggest girl in there and she wanted me to run?? I was so annoyed and really thought it wasn't for me, but I pushed myself and HAD A BLAST!
I noticed that I am more in shape that I thought because some of the skinnier girls were all out of breath and I was fine! Maybe they were working harder than me, but I felt good about myself. We weren't allowed to stop moving..so I moved non-stop for 60 minutes. If we stopped me had to do pushups, but no one stopped.
I was so sore when I got home, but took some advil and I feel fine today. I am thinking of taking like 5 different classes now. THEY ARE SO FUN!