There aren’t many parts of me that aren’t hurting at the moment. Between aerial yoga, gym and this:
I’m feeling quiet ouchie.
But, you know, I like it like that…*grins*
We went to a play party last night and my beating window was graciously open in a timely fashion. So once the bench became free (my arms were about to drop off after the morning’s aerial yoga class so it was a ‘No, thank you’ to the St. Andrew’s cross,) M selected some implements and over the next 46mins (according to the time stamps on the photos! Lol…) worked me over well.
The flogger with the bits of ‘barbed leather’ was particularly challenging and even elicited some quiet swearing from me. The rubber paddle that I lovingly nicknamed, “The Hunka Hunka Burning Love Tyre” also hurt like a mother-fucker.
And while my ass was on fire, I looked out the window to the lawn outside to see something else on fire:
A gentleman was cracking two whips simultaneously while they were on fire. Holy coordination batman!
Then I woke up this morning and after doing a photo shoot of my butt in the living room (as you do after having a thorough beating the night before…) I decided that I would go to body combat class.
Every single knee-lift and jack, every kick and every jump I did in that hour just plain hurt.
And aerial yoga on Saturday morning? Holy crap, did I think I was going to die! We had a different instructor who does classes that are more ‘strength-orientated’. There were several points during that hour where I wanted to cry, but at the end we did a bat pose:
Which was very cool.
But before that, we did this:
(which freaked me out because I felt like I was going to fall)
(which hurt like a mother-fucker)
(another one that made me feel like I was going to fall)
As well as fifty million one-legged squats while standing up in the hammock with the other leg extended, pull-ups, leg lifts and some inversions (which were the easiest part of the class!)
Then at the end of the class while I’m standing there with my shoulders burning and my abs on fire, the instructor casually mentions that the beginner class, which I’m currently doing, is about five times easier than the regular class and that if you can do an inversion yourself without help (which I can- squee!) then you should move to the regular class.
And I was like, “Yeah…that ain’t happening any time soon.”
I’ve made a commitment for November a.k.a. No Excuses November, to exercise for at least 30mins a day, every day for the month. I’ll be going to gym and yoga and on the days where I just need a break from that, I’ll probably go for a walk or something to fill my 30min quota.
I was originally going to do No Junkfood November but somehow that just didn’t have the same ring to it (and I seriously doubted my will-power). If anyone wants to join my challenge drop me a comment and I’ll go all Inspirational Life Coach on your ass.
No, really, I will.