Today was my first Friday off for the summer. And I'm sick. And it sucks!
I figured it was coming, but I'm always in denial when I feel sick. I woke up early enough to get ready for aqua zumba. I left the house, and the ickiness had not set in. It set in about halfway into class.
The natatorium was pretty empty. By the time class started, there was about ten women ready to go. I've been looking forward to trying this class since we've joined the rec center, but since it's only offered on Friday mornings, I've never been able to attend. I am disappointed to say that I really don't think I liked it much. Kelly didn't either. It was pretty much a zumba class, just in the water. I don't know. I guess with water aerobics you are at least pushing against the water or using weights and it feels purposeful; this didn't. And it's nothing to do with the instructor; she was really great!
By the end of it, I was feeling really sick and I was ready to go home. I think my husband could tell I was not well, so he sent me upstairs where I slept for the next five hours. I plan on going back to sleep when I'm done here, and I pray that this cold or whatever is gone by the time I wake up. I really don't have time to be sick. There are too many fat cells that have not shed tears!