Friday was a failure – Hélène

18:15

I rush out of the office to catch the metro back home.  I don’t want to miss my 19h Body Jam session with the Dancing Goddess.

But alas, the line 4 decides to be a bitch and stall.

I don’t arrive at the gym until19:30.

19:30

The only scheduled thing at this time is Abs n’ Ass with Punky Brewster.

I’m not entirely thrilled, but I am not feeling motivated enough to muck around on the treadmill today.

But in good news, Punky’s session today is easy-peasy.  I don’t even break a sweat.

It probably means that she is having an off-day and can’t be bothered to put together a decent workout.

But I still feel like a rock star all the same.

Wednesdays with Dad – Hélène

12:00 – 12:30

Abs n’ Ass with Dad!

We call him Dad because he’s an oddly father-like figure.

He’s not even that old.

But it doesn’t help that all his music mixes inevitably pre-date 1988.

And as I’ve mentioned before, he does get all goofy like my dad does from time to time.  The difference is my real dad doesn’t make my glutes burn like the Great Fire of London.

12:30 – 13:30

Body Balance with Dad!

But seriously, this is the last time that I install myself front and center during one of Dad’s sessions.  He’s always making me do the more difficult options and pushing my body to contort into more painful positions — without even leaving his post at the front of the room.

Obviously, a spot at arm’s length of the trainer is a strategically undesirable location.

Julie 5/3

Its always good when its tuesday and you’ve gotten 3 gym sessions out of the way!

Tuesday was abdos/fessiers and body combat.

I have to say I am not the best at body combat. Helene on the other hand really kicks ass and looks cool doing it. I look like a weed. But still I did it.

Working out late at night is not a good thing… I was having crazy stuff going on in my head which lead to not a very tranquil sleep.

Today I had pizza hut.. therefore all my hard work is out the window…

Ah well the good thing about falling off the wagon is that you can just jump back on!

Catching up! – Hélène

So I’ve been terribly lax with documenting my gym adventures since last Friday, so here’s a quick run-down so that Julie doesn’t get too mad at me…

Friday

Body Jam with the Dance Goddess!  First time that I had a GREAT time at Body Jam.  That’s because I actually got the routine down.

Gasp!  Disbelief!  Believe it, baby.  This dancetard managed to wrangle her body around the latin and hip-hop dance moves.  The electro/tectonic stuff still came out a little wonky, but I wasn’t too awful.

But of course, once I actually manage to do this one dance routine, it turns out that it’s the last day that this particular routine is in circulation.  Now I have to start all over again.

Crap.

Saturday

My brain is a sieve.

I was at the gym in the morning, but I have no bloody clue what I did.

Let’s chalk it up to onset of premature senility.

Sunday

Julie ended up sleeping through Abs n’ Ass, and I wasn’t motivated enough to go on my own.

So I messed around on the treadmill a bit while Julie was on the cross-trainer, and then we made a spa day out of it.

It was a relaxing beginning to a long day of drinking.  Yay Easter!

Monday

Bank holiday!  I was bored and broke, so I spent an obscene amount of time at the gym.

I started out the day with Culture Physique, Abs n’ Ass and stretching, but it wasn’t very challenging since Vincent Perez was on vacation.  So I came home feeling unsatisfied; I didn’t feel that the workout adequately negated the guilt involved with a full day of drinking the night before.

So when Julie said — most likely facetiously — that I should come to Body Jam with her that night, I said yes… much to her surprise.

And it was AWESOME.

I am now in love with yet another trainer at the gym.  Our Body Jam guy that night was A-DOR-A-BLE!

And come on, who doesn’t love a white boy who can actually dance?  I’m not talking ballerina dancing.  I’m talking some manly hip-hop.  We’ll call him Hip-Hop Hottie from now on.

I would definitely do him.

Tuesday

OK, finally winding down on this uber-long catch-up post.  Julie and I went to Body Combat!  But my Gay Lover-Boy injured himself, so he wasn’t there this week, and it just wasn’t the same with out him.

Julie -link – disco gymming

I would love this!

Julie Week 5/1 and 2

Ok Easter Sunday morning, having had a slow week 4, I got the 4 days in but also ate a lot of chocolate, drank a lot of booze and ate a lot of shite, so I dragged myself out of bed. Didn’t make it to my weekly abdos fessiers, but got on my old reliable cross trainer and then did some ab work.

Then it was spa time… it being sunday. Then I was ready for more chocolate, booze and shite!

Today it was more of the same, so I went to Body Jam tonight. Its a new routine, pretty hiphop and tectonic at the same time.. kind of crazy!

Anyway now I have to get back on the wagon.. Week 5 is going to be a good one!

Julie – The rest of week 4 (4/4)

I woke up dying after the trainer, so I hit the gym to try and loosen up. However my trainer is obviously stalking me, because he was there to welcome me.

He noticed I was still staggering so accompanied me upstairs and put me on a cross trainer for half an hour. To be honest I only make a real effort when he was looking! Then he made me do a ton of stretches.

Then I sat in the sauna and steam room for AGES… then things started to get better!