Lessons to live by...

 One should eat to live, not live to eat.  

~Cicero, Rhetoricorum LV

Day 4: Step Class and other adventures. (My couch and I had a weekend affair.)

The day had started like any other but, as I stood prostrated over the porcelain thrown I took a moment to reflect on what had just transpired in the last ten minutes.

1. I really wish the Mansfield that invented this toilet was related to the Mansfields in my family. I could totally rock the potty princess heiress thing.

2. One should never eat breakfast immediately before a step class.

Confused? If you are not then that's right boys and girls this mommy blew chunks at the gym. So besides dripping sweat, being red in the face from exercise I was also vomiting which won me the "sexy award" today. Unfortunately the award is given with looks of disgust like I just punched a puppy on Yo Gabba Gabba.

Seriously though I was trying to be better to myself and making sure I ate a healthy breakfast before working out. Well shoving the breakfast into my face five minutes before class was my downfall and I ended up literally flushing my good intention down the loo. I swear any time I try to do myself a solid it backfires. I am sure many of you can empathize with that statement. Murphy's law never stings more than when applied to treating oneself nicely.

So there I was really pushing myself in step class, when suddenly like a seasick looney tune I was running for the bathroom. I am proud of myself that after the little episode I returned to class and finished. What can I say 3 kids and bouts of morning sickness I know how to function after dysfunction. It's a gift really, I am so lucky... no?

All an all though the class was a success I feel it now and am guessing this is the "burn" I want. Next time though breakfast at least an hour before so that there will be no further entertainment provided by yours truly. The old swimming myth holds true at least with step class. I promise you I am not as stupid as this mistake makes me sound. I truly have diagnosed "Mom" brain and it causes me to do truly idiotic things that are out of my control.

Tomorrow I am going to try a spinning class. I am not sure how I feel about it but there is no use fearing it.  I should just go for it and take the plunge.