Before the class commenced today there were a few newbies by the number board. The Bodybalance lady was explaining how you assign yourself a number, but your RPM coupon on the bulldog clip. and then find the corresponding seat. I don't really get this ritual part of RPM. But it is part of the RPM experience.
So, I was watching the Bodybalance lady explain the ritual and then I heard her say "Oh, you can't sit in number 20 because that seat is taken. It's a regular's seat". I then realised she was talking about me!
The next minute the Bodaybalance lady was walking over to me. Eek I thought. Last time I had a conversation with the Bodybalance lady I was in a very awkward position and feeling very awakward.
Bodybalance is hard - when you are overweight and not that flexible!
Our conversation went something like this:
BBL:Just to let you know there's a group of Keningston Swan people in the room as part of the team training they have been doing - and they are going to have their photos taken, so you may get in the photos.
HQ:Oh, so I'm surrounded by lawyers (it was meant to be a joke...some of my best friends (and readers are lawyers - or at least legally qualified ;-))
BBL: Well, some of them are *startled look* at me
HQ:So, would you like me to move?
BBL: NO (very firmly!) DONT move. That's your seat - just like that seat there is my seat. (she nodded to the seat next to me that she sits on in the Tuesday sessions)
While I've started to sit in seat 20 on a regular basis, for me it's a bit like train seats. I don't consider it is mine. Good if I get it, but no worries if I don't.
I actually quite like the BBL - I've got this feeling we may have grown up together in Wainui - I maybe wrong. She's a very good Bodybalance instructor, and I would actually attend her classes if they didn't clash with RPM - which unfortunately they do.
Random factoid: Sometimes after a really good Friday RPM workout, I have this irrational though cross my mind that I'd like to "roar like a lion" while everyone is doing their yoga poses. I know, that's crazy. I guess though you come out pumped from RPM and when you have to pass this class of people attempting to be serene and at peace with the world and whales - it seems kind of a fun prospect to have the ability to upset the equilibrium.
The BBL is a bit like the PT guy I referred to yesterday. She's part of the gym. And it seems like she's always been there. So, she too has seen me come and go, and go up and down in weight. We never speak, but just know each other - much the same as you see regulars on the trian.
Anyway, I kind of like the fact that she identified me as part of the LM whanau and a regular. It was nice in its own way.
It was a good class - maybe a 9/10 compared to a 10/10 yesterday. some of the music I didn't really like. I don't think I can ever fault the PT guy's music. Even though its not all to my own taste.
On a seperate matter, I finished the day buying clothes. I couldn't decide what to wear to my neices wedding, and then I decided to buy clothes for the job I haven't yet secured. This could mean I am the best dressed unemployed person with the most debt at the Hutt Work and Income in a few weeks time. Although that's deficit thinking: I like to think that these clothes represent my new wardrobe for my next job - whereever it may be.
The clothes fit easier. There is still a long way to go to buy clothes off the rack at say Country Road etc. Although motivation is currently high.
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