On Sunday I had the biggest realization of my life. I am not sexy. I give sexy an embarrassing name. I am cringing over what happened. You see, Sunday morning, our Blog & Tweet NH event of the month was… pole dancing. Ugh. Fml. Wahhhh.
Let me be sporty and pretty, but please don’t make me be sexy. This was one event I really, truly, deep heartedly didn’t want to do. Like, not at all. Like, I would have eaten 5 cans of sardines instead of this.
At 10 am, I met up with my favorite NH bloggers at New Perspective Pole and Aerial for our private class. I made sure to partner with Emily on a pole, and literally made her do all of the moves first, and do them more than me. The class was taught by owner and instructor Juel Sheridan.
We were lead through a series of different moves, all increasing in difficulty. There’s Emily, practicing pole dancing for her future firefighting hubby.
Juel was amazing, and I have such respect for her skills and pole dancing, but I am just going to stick to what I’m good at… like CrossFit, running and eating.
Yesterday, CrossFit kicked my butt. My body was just so incredibly sore, and I’m really not sure if I should have worked out. It might have been smarter to take a rest day, but I just wanted to see everyone. Starting my day with those fine people are how days should be started.
Seriously though, it kicked my butt. I couldn’t lift as much as I wanted… well I did, but it was a struggle. And burpees, oh my gosh, burpess. I hope to never do burpees pregnant. Burpees on your period while weighing probably 10+ pounds more than normal isn’t fun. Another workout that I wanted to vom during.
Today I skipped working out and slept from 8:30 pm until 7 am. It was so glorious and by body definitely needs a rest day today.
Sarah sent me this last night to motivate us for our race on Sunday.
Who or what would you run for?
I will run for: Bradley Cooper, Patrick Dempsey, Keith Urban, Ryan Gosling, frosting, cookies, peanut butttttttter, and cashews!