Kicked in the butt

Man, I feel like I've been kicked in the butt today, literally!!! My friend Wendy asked me to go with her this morning to a cycling class at the YMCA. The name of this class was Silver Riders, a beginners class. Uh, yeah, "Silver" stands for old people! There were some men and women in this class that I would bet were in their 70's, or maybe even 80's!! They totally kicked my butt! I was dying and looking at the clock in the first 15 minutes wondering when it would be over. I turned to Wendy and asked, "How long is this class?" as I huffed and puffed. She laughed and said, "50 minutes!" OMG! I thought I was going to DIE! My friend, Kara, goes to alot of classes at the Y and had invited me to go to a cycling class with her last year (one that wasn't for beginners) and I think it was a good idea that I backed out of that one. They would have had to use the AED (automatic external defibrillator) on me!

Wendy and I have been trying to devise some sort of exercise plan together and we haven't worked anything out that works very well yet. This class started at 7:45 this morning and I can't typically go at that time because I don't drop the kids off at school until 8:20. Scott took them to school for me this morning so I could meet Wendy at the cycling class. This particular class is only on Friday mornings I think? Thank GOD next Friday is a holiday and there will be no classes! Wendy works at Warford's and has different schedules a lot. You would think, that since I'm not really working, that I could work around that, but it hasn't worked out too well yet. In the past couple months we have walked around the Tom O'Leery loop twice and have now done this cycling class together. Maybe something will work out. My bottom hurts so bad from that stupid bike seat that I'm not looking forward to going back to that class! The instructor said that will eventually go away. I think I may need a cushioned tractor seat!

I barely made it out of the YMCA since my legs felt like Jell-O! Wendy went down to the Life Center to lift a few weights after the class, I told her to "Have fun! because "I am going home!" I had been worrying a little bit about us getting kicked out of classes, because I could just see us joking and laughing too hard and being asked to leave. I even envisioned us getting banned from the YMCA. Well, let me tell you, I have no fear of that now. I was so dead that there was no energy to even think about joking and laughing!

Needless to say, I've pretty much been dead most of the day. I was so tired later this afternoon when I took the kids to swimming lessons that I nearly fell asleep in the chair while I was supposed to be watching them! I don't think my being this tired was caused by the cycling class (not alone anyway), as I have been quite tired for the past few days, and have not felt rested in the mornings. Maybe I'll sleep better tonight?

It was very cold out today and was snowing this afternoon on our walk home from school. I had to laugh when Scott told me about how getting the kids off to school went. He had Gage loaded into the car and told Emma to hurry up so they could leave for school and she replied (in an I can't even believe this tone) "We walk to school, we don't drive Dad!" He said, "Well, we're driving today!" When I left the house to get the kids at school this afternoon, I always pick Gage up first because Emma comes out a little later, and that way she doesn't have to walk up the hill to Northridge. When I was walking by, I saw her sitting out on the playground along the shed, using it for a windbreak, so I went over there to see what she was doing. She had a substitute teacher today, so they got out a little early. I had her walk with me to get Gage and she asks me, "Where's the car Mom?" When I told her I didn't drive, she got a major attitude and said, "Well, Dad drove me!" LOL! Poor little Emma. She had to walk home from school in the freezing cold weather with the snow falling sideways! It wasn't nearly as bad as our walk home in the blizzard a couple of weeks ago, so I don't know what she was complaining about!?

I'm going to hobble my sore butt up the stairs and go to bed. Good night!