Haven’t posted in this category in a while…

Anyway.

Group Power is still making me happy, but the Get Fit (step) class that I’m trying this semester is NOT. It’s mostly me being one step (or more) behind everyone else, trying desperately NOT TO TRIP. There is no fun. The one positive is that it’s made it clear the effect the GP is having on my fitness level — the weight section of get fit is totally pussy compared to GP. So, my next step is to …..

Brave The Machines.

That’s right.

My Y has this program for its members, called "Personalized Exercise Program – PEP!" and it’s advertised ALL OVER their materials as such.  So, I called today and said "yes, I’d like to talk to someone about the PEP program?" and the staffer I got was like "What? the WHAT program?" so I said "Pep? Personlized Exercise program?" And the dude goes "OHHHHH, PEE EEE PEE, okay…" and goes on to give me some info. WTF?? Why would you abbreviate it to a one-syllable word and not USE IT? It’s not like it forms a bad word or something…. and really, no one ELSE has ever made the grievous error of saying PEP instead of Pee Eee Pee? Whatev.

Anyway, I picked up the paper after group power tonight, and am going to fill it in and take it back, and try to get in next week if I can, since group classes are on break, and I’d like to beat the rush of resolutioners.  It’s stupid, as I’ve discussed with Jeanne, if the elliptical machine was a new photo editing tool, I’d have mastered it by now, but the technology of a fitness machine has me petrified. Ugh. I just don’t want to screw stuff up! (I sound like every old person, ever.)

Related, I have now moved from annual haircut by whoever at airport mall salon to having A Stylist. She did such a good job a few months ago, that I’ve decided to get my hair cut every two months, so I went in tonight. In addition to Totally Getting My Hair, she’s wicked fun to talk to, which all made sense at the end when it came up that she’s been hanging out with Andy. Ahhh. Small world.

Its not so much a resolution, but I just hope that in a year, I’m feeling more confident about my outward being than I do, currently. My insides are great — good brain, good heart — its the outer realm that fucks me over so much, and I am feeling like I’m moving towards improving that, one step at a time. For instance, an epiphany I had when i was feeling guilt about going to these fitness classes while Ingrid is awake, is that I would feel much less guilty if it were an academic class… but a class to improve my physical health is just as important as one to improve my brain.

Right?