I am so sore!
Last night I went to Punk Fitness with RahRah. I hadn't really worked out since I moved to Michigan, so I needed it. (I did try to go a few times because my apartment complex has a workout center, but it's in the same room as the sauna, so that ends in a very humid and unhappy Dryad.) So anyway, I'm out of shape.
Punk Fitness is awesome. For one, it takes place in a bar, where the participants drink & smoke before exercising for an hour. You know, fitness! You can even bring your tasty alcoholic beverage with you to "rehydrate" you during the workout. Then the leader shouts out instructions while good music blasts in the background. We did all sorts of stretching (I'm very limber & flexible - did you know that?) and used 3 different equivalents of giant rubber bands for tension. Throughout, we would stop the routine exercise and the leader would yell "jumprope, dance, hula hoop!" and you would do just that. I am the jumproping queen, so I started with that. Then I tried hula hooping until I felt a bruise coming on. After that I just dance dance danced.
I was told that the leader usually has a cigarette in her mouth while yelling out the instructions. But she was sick yesterday so she went "easy" on us. Thank goodness, because I needed to ease my transition into the world of the active once again. When we came home, we ate some yummy pasta and I took some vitamins. (Quick note - taking vitamin E after a workout dissipates free radicals, thus making your muscles less sore. Proven fact.) So even after my precautions, I knew I would be feeling the burn. Oddly, as of right now I only feel it in my upper abs. But I know my whole body got a workout. And I will continue to go to Punk Fitness because it was awesome and I needs to get me back in shape.
ps - I hate to post a new blog because my last blog had so many wonderful comments on it. Probably had nothing to do with the panty pic right?
Last night I went to Punk Fitness with RahRah. I hadn't really worked out since I moved to Michigan, so I needed it. (I did try to go a few times because my apartment complex has a workout center, but it's in the same room as the sauna, so that ends in a very humid and unhappy Dryad.) So anyway, I'm out of shape.
Punk Fitness is awesome. For one, it takes place in a bar, where the participants drink & smoke before exercising for an hour. You know, fitness! You can even bring your tasty alcoholic beverage with you to "rehydrate" you during the workout. Then the leader shouts out instructions while good music blasts in the background. We did all sorts of stretching (I'm very limber & flexible - did you know that?) and used 3 different equivalents of giant rubber bands for tension. Throughout, we would stop the routine exercise and the leader would yell "jumprope, dance, hula hoop!" and you would do just that. I am the jumproping queen, so I started with that. Then I tried hula hooping until I felt a bruise coming on. After that I just dance dance danced.
I was told that the leader usually has a cigarette in her mouth while yelling out the instructions. But she was sick yesterday so she went "easy" on us. Thank goodness, because I needed to ease my transition into the world of the active once again. When we came home, we ate some yummy pasta and I took some vitamins. (Quick note - taking vitamin E after a workout dissipates free radicals, thus making your muscles less sore. Proven fact.) So even after my precautions, I knew I would be feeling the burn. Oddly, as of right now I only feel it in my upper abs. But I know my whole body got a workout. And I will continue to go to Punk Fitness because it was awesome and I needs to get me back in shape.
ps - I hate to post a new blog because my last blog had so many wonderful comments on it. Probably had nothing to do with the panty pic right?
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giggles:
that sounds like a fun way to workout
missbernie:
what? that sounds awesome! where is this??