This week has been amazing for me with my exercising. My personal trainer canceled our appointments this for personal reasons and so I decided to really go at my cardio training on my own. And I have stuck to it! 2 of 3 days so far I've done the treadmill for an hour PLUS the elliptical for 10 minutes each day. The other day I did 20 minutes on the elliptical and 30 minutes on the treadmill. I am really, super duper proud of myself! Last week I joined Weight Watchers Online and have been reminded that the more you exercise, the more points you earn that you can use for food, so I've been motivated!
The actual eating part of WW hasn't gone so well, however. Camera Guy and I went away last weekend to San Francisco and I ate and imbibed way over my point allotment for the week. And I'm really close to depleting this week's points and it's only Wednesday night. *sigh* And I learned a hard lesson today at the cost of my points and a little dignity; know how many points what you're going to eat costs before you eat it. I'm really going to try to do just that moving forward. That's going to take some discipline and not allow much room for spontaneous restaurant-going, unfortunately.
Cub also had a new gym experience of his own. After a talk with his teachers at school and having them express to me their thoughts that he needs more outlets for full body exercise (he enjoys crashing his trikes into other kid's trikes at school repeatedly, despite their interventions) I took their suggestion and we went to a local gymnastics class this week.
The classes are mid-session and we got a free class to try out and see what we think, if he likes it and if it'll be a good fit for him. After some initial nervousness he joined the group of 3-4 year old boys and followed the Coach like a little duckling. He learned about walking single-file, like we all see the gymnasts do in the Olympics as they move from one apparatus to the next. He learned to "take a knee" while he's waiting his turn and while it didn't sink it comepletely, I think he understood that it's important to listen to the Coach. Always. (Side note: I was tickled to see him "take a knee" so young in life, hoping he does it again some day far, far in the future with a special person in his life.)
I actually teared up at one point, watching my little son, my baby, my Cub, participating in his first organized sport activity. I had to choke back tears while I smiled and stiffled a giggle. One of the other moms asked me if it was his first class. Yup. That obvious, huh?
He behaved the way I would have expected him to, (being goofy, not paying attention sometimes, swatting at the other boys ocassionally) and also a bit more maturly than I would've thought he was capable of (walking on his hands and feet across the parallel bars after being shown how to do it. I would've expected him to tell the Coach he didn't know how so he wasn't going to do it.) He surprised and delighted me. I was so proud I literally felt my heart swell with pride.
What's unfortunate is this particular Coach felt like he was teaching 2 classes, one to the kids who had been with him since before Thanskgiving, and one to Cub. He didn't feel it was fair to the other kids and recommended Cub start with a different Coach at the beginning of the next session. After getting a session under his belt, with Cub learning the routines and what's expected of him (not goofing around) he said he'd welcome him back in his class. While I totally get where he's coming from, I'm a little bummed because this class is specifically Boys Only and is coached by a man. I think that may be part of why Cub responded so well.
Cub had a great time, really enjoyed himself and has told me several times since then about things he did during class and things Coach said. I was hoping to get into that class in the next session, but it sounds like the Coach really thinks we should go into the class taught by one of the gym's co-founders, who taught him, so I guess we'll do that.
My journey today and this week is one of exercise, focus and fun.
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