Mirror, Mirror On The Wall....

Today was my second day of being back at the gym. Yesterday, I tried out a yoga class. Yoga is my all time favorite thing. I love the stretching! It just makes me feel so good! 

So today, I tried out this Cardio Blast class. I though, "ooohhh! I need some cardio in my life! This should be fun!" 

For the most part is was fun, and it really kicked my ass! My body moved in ways that it hasn't in years. Hips a swaying, trying to kick my legs up in the air, and what they call.... Mountain Climbers...ugh. I caught on to some of the moves quickly, but sometimes I felt like a slug. Shew. That instructor was here and there before I could even blink.

So here I am thinking, "Hey! I think I've got it". So since I have it I should be moving like the instructor, right? Well, you know those huge mirrors that line these aerobics rooms? They are evil. Pure evil. Why would anybody want to watch themselves work out? 

So again, here I am, thinking how cool I am for actually staying in rhythm, and then I look, really look in the mirror. That's when I see this woman, who appears to be myself, but it can't be. It just can't be. Oh dear. It IS me! How goofy I am. 

That just killed my ego buzz.

Mirror, Mirror on the wall

How can you be so cruel?

I continue through the class making sure to avoid this illusion in the mirror. That's just what it has to be. An illusion.