The session starts off with me jumping rope. Okay….I don’t know about you, but I have not jumped rope since I was a kid and much much lighter. So as a kid, you could go FOREVER! He had me do 3 sessions of 1 minute each nonstop. MY GOD, that 1 minute felt like 20. I kept tripping up on the rope, then he kept counting down (which wasn’t helping), because when he would say 45 seconds left, in my head it felt like it should only be 10 seconds left. WHEW……I survived the rope.

Next onto boxing. He has me put on some boxing gloves and hit these pads that he holds, also not very cool with this one. I guess I just don’t see myself as very coordinated or something, but I feel silly doing this. Plus there are all these other people around doing their thing, and I am boxing (not well I might add). OKAY….2nd thing down.

Then……..the dreaded squats and lunges AGAIN! Started off okay (at least this time my legs weren’t shaking as much), but after about the 3rd set, I could not stop sweating. I mean it was literally dripping down – YUCK!. Started getting a little light headed, but DAMN IT, I CAN DO THIS! So I push through the rest of the sets, when low and behold, we start walking to a different section of the gym to start to work out my arms. Things start becoming a little blurry and white, and I am perspiring like you can’t believe. All I keep thinking is….don’t pass out, be cool, don’t pass out, be cool! I make it to the other section and try to be cool about sitting down for a minute and drinking some water…..when all of a sudden, I think he must have seen how pale I was. He said are you okay? I said, yeah I’m fine, just a little light headed. He said that is due to SOB…….I’m like WHAT????? He says SOB……shortness of breath. Yeah, no shit Sherlock – I can’t breath!

But I am determined to not let this get the best of me, so I persevere and continue on. However, this time when he is showing me new things that I can do, and the proper form, I am not paying as much attention to what he is saying……because in my head I keep thinking, don’t pass out, be cool, don’t pass out, be cool. I keep looking at him like I am really concentrating on what he is showing me, but I am really concentrating on staying ALIVE!

Needless to say, I survived the training session…..and now I am scared for Friday…….because it starts all over again. HELP ME JESUS!