Ok! I did it. I was SUPER nervous when I got there - I even changed in the bathroom stall because there was a group of 4 younger girls (all insanely teeny) discussing hair and boys and I had a flashback of high school and whatnot. Yay o__o
Anyway, while waiting for the instructor there was another girl there and I asked if she was waiting for the kickboxing; she said yes and I asked how the class was etc. etc. That kind of calmed my nerves. There were only about 8 of us, maybe? in the class including one very elderly gentleman named Leon. I was
by far the heaviest girl there (aside from Leon, it was an all-female group). Apart from the girl I met outside the class (and Leon and the instructor) everyone else was Asian and probably weighed about 100 lbs soaking wet. Greeaatt.
Let me first say that my assumption that I had the coordination of a drunk fish was wrong. In fact, I have the coordination of a drunk fish
out of water. Nonetheless, I did
almost all the exercises. I could not do the running in place, nor the jumping jacks, nor the lunges. I did try my best to do the kickboxing routines, but I can't get my leg up high enough to kick (it's too heavy) but I did it the best I could. When we did the weights (dumbbells) I did as many of them as I could, and then pushed to do more, though had to ease off because my shoulders were killing me
and my tendonitis in both wrists,
plus my "likely" broken left thumb was bugging me. Regardless, I took a breather and kept on going. When we did the floor exercises, I did as much as I could. I have no abdominal strength, so I could only do a few of the exercises that required it. When we had to hold a little ball between our feet and put our legs in the air, I stretched because I cannot lift my legs up like that and I don't have the flexibility to straighten them out even if I could (my legs don't lift straight up; never have).
Regardless, I worked up a sweat (a bit, I don't seem to actually sweat much despite all the water I drink) and I am sore and probably going to be REALLY sore tomorrow, but that's why I chose this class so I have Friday to rest up and Saturday to (hopefully) heal up by swimming in the morning.
I spoke to the instructor after class and she was nice (not overly friendly but I think she was in a hurry to get to her next class) and asked what I should do when my wrists are bothering me. Her response: "No competition! You do what you can, then you rest. Maybe when you do more and more, you get better. But now? You rest when you have to." I told her I was sorry for being so uncoordinated and she said "No, no, you did good!" So that was encouraging.
I will be going back next week because it was fun. I heard her say before class that her morning classes are always slow and not very full - which is nice b/c the fewer people to see my fat rolls, the better!
Now, to grab something to eat, a shower, make lunch/dinner and head to work in a few hours.
Phew!
So nervous!
Thanks! I'm a big fan of myself. 
