My Diet Cliche

Friday and yesterday I worked out with Ray Ray the Saviour. I'm heading back to the gym here soon as well. It's so hard to get back into the routine that I used to have. It most definitely is a lifestyle change, and it affects the things you do on the weekends, and who you hang out with...and really...I really, really need to learn to say NO! So, Ray Ray keeps making me do this thing that I absolutely hate. It's called Jump-ups w/ a 5 second squat hold. Basically I have to jump up onto one of those step aerobic platform things, stay in a squat and hold it for 5 seconds. It sucks! It mostly sucks because it's some kind of weird mental thing with me...I'm AFRAID to jump onto that thing! So, on Friday, one of my fears came true. I jumped up, and my foot caught on the edge of the step, I almost went face forward onto the floor, but since Ray Ray is the Saviour, he saved me. And I didn't fall, but I made a really loud noise knocking the step over, and I felt really, really dumb. So, needless to say, when I had to do it again yesterday, I would stand there, hands on hips, just looking at this step, and trying to make my brain tell my feet that it was OK to jump. I did complete that set without falling, but I'm sure, just like with the stability ball, I will have many more incidences of clattering over the step and falling on my face.