After moving back into Houston in July and settling into the new house in August, I decided to start going back to DEFINEbody. I loved working out at DEFINE in early 2011, but after I moved to the suburbs, I just couldn’t get motivated to drive across town so I took up yoga instead. But once I was closer to the studio, I wanted to go back.
You wouldn’t know it, though, from the way I’d making excuses. I’ve been seriously avoiding it for a couple weeks, most likely because it’s been so long since I went and I didn’t want to feel like I was starting all over. But when I was browsing their blog and website, looking at all the new classes that have been added since I’d attended regularly, I saw that they were having a donation class to raise money for Generation Heroes this weekend. While all the other classes were making me hem and haw and wonder if eacg would be the perfect first class to go back to (something I tend to do when I’m coming back from a break), I signed up for this one without giving it much thought. I think the fact that it was for a good cause was what did it for me. I mean, when you’re doing something for charity, you don’t have to be great at it, right? Just showing up is enough! Who cares about the state of your abs when you’re there to help the children? It was the exact loophole I needed to get over my major mental block.
I got to the class early on Saturday, giving myself enough time to get a new membership package so I could start going regularly again. I had a bunch of credits left over from deals I had purchased for classes earlier this year, so that effectively covered the price, but I knew that just the idea of putting money into unlimited classes at a fitness studio would be the best way for me to get motivated to go consistently.
I have to say, I’m glad I bought the new package before the class started, because afterward, I might have talked myself out of it. Well, correction…my shaking legs may have talked me out of it.
Because oh my gosh, I had forgotten the leg shake that is as much of a signature of DEFINE workouts as great music and chic women with enviable triceps. Yesterday, my legs were shaking so much during the lower-body segments; I kept having to take breaks and hiss to them that they were embarrassing me and I was going to have to take them home if they didn’t start behaving themselves. Unfortunately, they never did. They shook, rattled, and acted like bitches the entire class.
Today, they continue to mock me; I am so sore all over. This is what I get for trying to be a do-gooder.