Blessed fan

Hey you lot, 

As promised next instalment of my dramas. 

So after my hideous hair style which by the way I hope it amused you. 

So after fighting with the bouffant to get into a pony tail I headed to the gym for spin, I positioned myself this time in the middle of the room. A different lady taking us this time called Bree, she was nice and didn't shout about the burn or crawling out of the room. 

So I'm on my bike I'm hitting gear 18 not sure if I'm supposed to be or not as I cant even hear what Bree is saying and quite frankly I'm too busy looking in the mirror thinking why is my fringe so big and with the sides falling down and flapping away it looks like a bat is flying towards me. 

Bree asks after 10 minutes if we'd like the fan on, I fist punch the air because I'm bound to be in a good spot, surely?

So fans go on and with that it was like a tornado all across my head. Bits of hair started working their way out of the pony tail and across my face, the side bits that were already out were flapping and annoyingly getting in my eyes and mouth. 

So now I'm cursing the fan and not only have I got stupid hair to fight with I also now am supposed to be "on the race line' I still don't see any chequered flag, nor do I see or hear my friends and family cheering me on. Sigh.

I look at myself in the mirror and jump at the sight I see, My hair looks like a bat is entangled in it and I actually look like I've been dragged through that proverbial hedge backwards, forwards, left and indeed right. It is not a good look. 

As fast as I'm cycling to that race line I'm trying to smother down bat like hair. It's not a good combo and I'm getting cross. The fan is on overdrive and the only good point was that I had my cold scented flannel to hand and managed to get a strong mint before class. 

So note to self, don't sit in the middle of the room expecting hair to behave while the fan is on. 

Yesterday I was Katniss Everdeen from Hunger Games (you all know her, right?) 

I turn up for functional fit, its kinda like circuit but in a small space and no running. There are 3 of us taking part, April the girl taking it who looks 12 briefly shows us what to do on each station. Like I'm gonna remember that. I have to start on the rowing machine. So we all do 45 seconds at each station then have a 15 second break. 

I'm on the rowing machine and its easy so I'm really glad because the other 2 are already puffing. April then shouts switch so I try to get my foot out of the holder but its wedged. I loosen the strap more but it doesn't move. oh great. 

Aprils shouting 5 seconds left and glaring at me, I'm pulling at my foot and it still doesn't budge, try the other one, nope. The next girl is panting over my shoulder and looking not best pleased that I'm holding her up. I grimace and mouth sorry. I get no response. In the end I just heave my foot out practically breaking my own ankle and do the same for the other foot. My trainer seems to have an edge almost to the back hence why it was stuck. So now I'm late to my "station" I can really remember what I'm supposed to do on this balance board, so I just jump on it, which doesn't have a good result and sends me flying to the glass door. I look at April and grimace again, she's now shouting 10 seconds to go, how can it be 10 seconds already I've not even done anything at this station. She then tells me to stand on the balance board (it's a semi circle padded squishy thing with a flat top) and do squats. I manage 3 before she's telling us next station. At least I didn't get stuck getting off this one.
The next station for me is the on another balance board but this time you have to hold the sides while mountain climbing (you go horizontal and just keeping jumping your legs back and forward (get it?) only I at first didn't hold the sides oh no, I had my palms flat down on top. So obviously the balance board was going every where. April came over and said with a sigh you might find it easier to hold the sides. Ah yes much better. 5 seconds to go. 

I must say the 15 seconds rest in between didn't seem like 15 second more like 5 but who am I to say. 

Next is kettle ball swings which I managed easy peasy and no glaring look from April, actually the next rope swing squats I do also with no glaring from April. The other girls are panting A LOT and we all keep gingerly looking at each other in the mirror checking out techniques (well I was they were probably just laughing secretly at my 3 year old fringe, sob) 

After squats its my nemesis the rowing machine which I get straight on it only for the other 2 ladies to walk off and grab a drink. Whaaaat. April is disapprovingly saying with a sigh "get a drink and have a 45 second rest"

So I have the same fight with the machine and by the time I've got out to get to my Jack Wills water bottle (the classiest in the gym) I'm told "back on it ladies" 

I trot to my nemesis for 45 seconds. Have the same fight getting out and hold up the same lady who's trying to get on. 

After doing another round we are then shown whats next (crunches -Gulp) 

One lady actually leaves after thanking April and runs out the gym, maybe she was late for a date? So it's just me and the lady I kept holding up on the rowing machine, who I have to say is panting A LOT still. We get on our respective mats to do scissor kicks, then bicycle crunches then sit up with a twist and plank. This is where I felt like Katniss Everdeen. I felt like I had to be better than the panter so I went quicker than she did, she tried to keep up with me but I knew If I slackened on I'd have a flaming arrow to my back. 

I honestly felt like I was in the hunger games with April standing over us throwing us "really is that all you can do looks" and the panter trying to out do me. She had to keep stopping I refused to.

She collapsed during the first plank which made me chuckle (maybe a bit too loudly) I kept going and tired to listen to April's encouraging "you can do it ladies" After 3 rounds of this April turned off the music and told us to stretch if we wanted to then calmly walked off. The panter flopped back on her mat and I meanwhile looked around for my arrow and looked for my own Haymitch.

Unable to locate arrow or Haymitch I took another look at the panter withering around on the floor, grabbed Jack and came on home. 

Unable to go to the gym this morning because I ache too much, sob and sigh. 

At least I beat the panter she writes while grinning widely!!