If you’ve been following my blog, you know that I like to defy what the world thinks of what fat people can and can’t do.
So when I had the opportunity to participate in the City’s Leadership Fitness program as Dr. Mark Escamilla’s partner, I signed right up.
Saturday was our first Boot Camp.
I wanted to be a model camper. I showered. (On a Saturday!) I put on a cute pink skort, a white v-neck and my Nike’s. My hair was tucked into a baseball cap rather than scrunched back in a chongo. I was going to look CUTE when I worked out!
I showed up early, as directed, so that my measurements could be taken. (Yeah. ick.) The staff at V-Fit are all very nice, and discreet. And no, I honestly didn’t mind having dreamy, dark haired, dark eyed, Vick wrap his strong arms around me to position the tape, as long as he didn’t call out the numbers. (I am a happily married mother of three,and not the least bit inclined to Cougar. . . .but if you saw Vick. Sigh.)
The staff was being very cheery and peppy. They were cheery and peppy in that “We-are-going-to-pretend-we-don’t-notice-that-you-are-a-size-24-even-though-the-rest-of-us-make-Jillian-Michaels-look-like-the-Pillsbury-dough boy” sort of way.
Vick gave me a tour of the circuit, nothing looking too intimidating. Until he showed me the pit.
The pit is a lovely, carpeted stairway. That doesn’t go anywhere. Seriously. The stairs end in a brick wall. It’s very Winchester Mystery House. Only much, much scarier. Because at the Winchester Mystery House they don’t actually make you run up and down the weird stairways.
After my tour, my fellow bootcampers began to arrive. Dr. Mark, of course, along with Scott Elliff, the superintendent of Corpus Christi ISD; Mayor Joe Adame; (yeah. . .the MAYOR); Tim Fitzpatrick, Athletic Director for Texas A&M University Corpus Christi, and other A-Listers. (Did I mention that THE MAYOR was there?) It was like a Chamber Mixer without the business suits, makeup & high heels. Also, no one was drunk.
Not that anyone would have believed that after seeing my first task on the circuit.
I was stationed at the step. Not the mystery-house-scary-steps, those would come later. It was a simple aerobic step-class step. I’ve taken HUNDREDS of step classes. (not recently, but still.) I certainly wasn’t afraid of some stupid step.
So the whistle blew. And I hopped on. And then I fell off.
Not just a quiet little misstep.
I sent myself tumbling ass-over-elbows onto the floor.
In front of THE MAYOR.
And stupid me, I tried to break my fall with my arm, so of course I sprained my wrist & elbow.
What a maroon.
I was able to get up & finish the camp. I am sore all over today because of all the exercises dreamy Vic made me do. But my arm hurts worse.
I’ll be fine.
And I am going back to bootcamp on Tuesday.
I have to work off the calories from that Humble Pie.