I just got back from a workout w. the creator of Insanity the program I'm currently doing. A great part of living in NYC is that fun stuff happens here, and I found out over the weekend that he would be teaching a dance class at a fancy gym downtown, so I was able to e-mail him and get on the list. He said it would be intense, for dancers, but since I've survived Insanity (or at least 6 weeks of it) I'm pretty confident I can do anything. I used to be a cheerleader, so I was like okay, I can do this. It was a lot harder than I thought. Not so much the moves, but just learning that much of a routine, w. all the pirouettes and such, it was entertaining to say the least. I had done my Insanity workout early in the afternoon, the walk to the train station is a good distance, as is NYC walking so I wasn't really stressing it too much, just having fun, and looking forward to meeting Shaun T. after.
Actually, there was a 'stretch' class after that really worked my muscles, I am still feeling it. My workout tomorrow should be interesting! My eating this weekend wasn't at all ideal. Saturday I had Chinese, but I made sure it was my only meal of the day, and I ate it for a late lunch so I still had time to work it off. Sunday, I was just in a funk, and not a Single Girl on V-Day funk, just this PMS/anxious/depression thing that's been nagging at me for the better part of the week. I definitely ate a lot better today, we all have those days, and I'm learning to not get so caught up w. food, lifes too short for all the drama. I don't eat like that all the time, I'm not as much of an emotional eater, and my clean/good days w. intense exercise outweigh my bad.
