For the past few months, since about the end of November, a friend and I have been going to the gym 3 times a week. We usually do the elliptical machine and treadmill, though we try to mix it up a bit with the bike, stair master, and weights.
The gym we were going to was just a temporary one, though, very small, while the big, permanent one was being built. At the new gym, they have classes, courts and all sorts of things. It's a proper gym.
The point of this is that today my friend wanted to do a step aerobic class. And I, being an idiot, said yes. In my defense, I thought it was only a half hour, as most of the classes are.
Long story short, I hurt, because I'm an idiot. I know my limits. I've lived with a bad back and bum knees for over 7 years now, and I usually know how far I can push myself before I regret it. Today, I pushed myself past that limit, because I didn't want to walk out in the middle of the class.
In hindsight, I think I would have preferred walking out and being thought a wimp than having my knee go out on me and ending up on my ass.
Yeah. That was fun.
The hard part is that I don't think my friend fully understands that, even though I look healthy and usually don't have any problems, I have limits. She doesn't. She wants to do things, and some of those things I can do, and some I can't. Like an hour long step aerobic class.
It's my fault for not saying no, even though I knew it was probably a bad idea. I just hope tomorrow I'm not in as much pain as I think I will be.
Also, I have no idea what the point of this post was, other than to write it down for posterity that I fell on my ass today, but then got back up and kept going. I don't know if that means I'm stubborn or stupid.
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