The wonderful thing about the childcare: they give you a pager which vibrates when your child is upset, poopy or otherwise experiencing angst. And I trust these ladies; if Margaux is upset, they page. So I can trot off with peace of mind (the thing I usually do first? Go potty! By MYSELF!). And then I meander up to find some sort of class to try.
|Me in my ONE exercise-y tank top. PS: is this another redhead?|
It's taken me awhile to find a class I love. The Barbell Strength class is fine, but when you are always lifting a 34 pound tantruming toddler at the same time a 14 pound infant is sucking off your boob, you really don't feel like lifting things for fun. Zumba is full of sweat, energy and joy, but I am a clutz and cannot always keep up with the footwork. The Pilates Reformer machines are so intense and hurtful to my five-times-spliced "core" they make me want to throw up. But today I stumbled upon something marvelous: Hot Vinyasa Yoga. You step into the room and boom you start sweating, so you feel like you're already working out even though you are just LYING there. And I love the stretching, the gracefulness inherent in the movements (not yet, alas, in mine), and how I felt like I was both working out and RELAXING. The pinnacle of multitasking.
After I felt like I had stretched, warriored, and downward dogged PLENTY, I pretended my pager went off (I am probably fooling absolutely no one), and left, sweaty and shaky, sure I had lasted close to the full hour.
Nope! Just 30 minutes.
I am going to try to last a whole 37 minutes next time.
In the meantime, I need to buy another exercise outfit, because I just have one respectable ensemble - people probably think I am very very poor. Well, I guess I AM very poor, given that weekly Target bill for eight. Everyone at Lifetime seems to buy Lululemon, where achingly hip fit people buy their clothes; but a) their store is like EIGHT miles away from me, and b) it's hard to cheat on Nordstrom. Luckily Nordstrom has a respectable selection of tanky top things and hottish yoga pants.
Now if I could just find a nursing bra whose straps don't stick out from these tanky top deals. Do they even make sport/nursing bras? Discuss!