So, your challenge is to talk to three strangers...

Seriously. This is what I get for SOMEONE telling the "teacher" about my blog, and that someone was NOT me. SHE reads it and then gives me homework, as if anyone else is getting it? Puh-lease. At any rate, last night SHE facebooked me with the homework assignment of talking to three strangers this morning. That's the result of mentioning that I'm fairly anti-social, with strangers, at 5 am. Truth is (and I know that none of you will believe this), I totally suck at small talk. I hate it. I hate talking on the phone, chit-chatting with random people, and coming up with something to say. Eh....it's a bit of a challenge in my line of work (ya think?)

Today was my first day of Body Attack, but it was sooooo not my last day. I LOVED it. I'm getting way ahead of myself. I was operating on about 4 hours sleep. Again, if you know me, you know that I love sleep just under my family, the Rainman, my best friend and donuts. So, I am not complaining about a short night's sleep- I needed to help a friend out. I arrived and ran into Kristen (who may or may not be the one who told HER about the blog) as we were walking in. Well, one of the other teachers stopped her and said, "Kristen, I read that blog. It was so good, and it made me tear up. I mean, it was so inspiring. That is why we do this." Of course, I'm standing there thinking they must be talking about someone else's blog because I can't imagine that this thing inspires anyone. Kristen then tells her that I am the blog author. AWKWARD. So, I briefly talk to her (Freedom is her name and she is GORGEOUS). I, of course, ask her to mention to Shelley that I talked to her- you know, because that's one stranger down, two to go.

Kristen advises me that we don't want to be in the back (ummmm, really?), because we want to see. Okay, this is a valid reason. So, we go to the side. Tracy (who is now my second love and is as amazing as a Zoe's chocolate chip cookie) stands right in front of me. You people have NO clue how helpful this was. When the teachers were bebopping like they could go for hours, Tracy was showing me the options that were low impact and wouldn't kill me. This is good news because there is only one dude in the class, and he probably doesn't want to give me mouth-to-mouth.

We did lunges, and squats, we ran, we did push-ups, crunches, a little salsa-y thing, jumping jacks that didn't kill my knees, shot fake baskets, kicked, clapped and just had one helluva time. Seriously. It was so fun. If I could, I would do it again...okay, maybe after a little soreness goes away.

Sure, there were a couple of times where my lips literally got stuck to my teeth. I was so glad no one wanted me to talk because I couldn't. I need like one of those beer can hats with water for this class. I got so tired, but it went really fast. Plus, I liked having the music.

After class I managed to talk to more strangers- because I didn't want to disappoint a certain teacher. I am SUCH a rule follower. I even came home and straightened my apartment, did a load of laundry, and cleaned up the piles of empty water bottles. My apartment was starting to look like a recycling facility. DON'T FREAK. I only keep like 6 water bottles and refill them with my Brita water. I'm not like a cruel environment person or something. Oh- and I had a billion pairs of shoes everywhere, so I cleaned those up too. Booya!

I'm totally going back to Body Attack next Thursday...and Boot Camp tomorrow (of course). I would like to add (as an aside) that I believe thongs should be banned in exercise. I mean, what is the point!?!? I don't want to see your whale tale and it isn't like the thing is holding your arse in. Whatever.

By the way- thanks so much for the feedback and encouragement. I'm pretty certain I don't have quite the skills for a book (I'm really certain of that), but the flattery is appreciated. I'm down 13.3 pounds and started dieting on Tuesday, March 13. Not bad for a month... OH- and I mailed off my registration for my very first 5K run. It is the donut dash in Celina, Ohio on October 9. You stop at 2 checkpoints during the run and for every donut you eat, they take 2 minutes off of your time. Sadly, they are glazed yeast donuts. If those things were cake (especially with icing and sprinkles) I would WIN the race.